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Full moon murder
Copper filled my senses.
Red burned my eyes.
Sticky and warm.
Drops of blood everywhere.
On the rocks and bark.
Teardrop-shaped.
The floor was a pool.
All over my hands the rich red.
The smell is so strong it is in my mouth.

A body under me.
Face unrecognizable.
Slices and gashea in the body.
Still the taste of blood in my mouth.
An arm lays alone.
A leg twisted unnaturally.

Another body.
It was a male.
There is no weapon in sight.
We three are outside.
A thick wooded area.
Dark and cold.
Morning is starting to raise it's head.
The moon going down.
It was full last night.