Season of Survivor (hour 7, prompt 7)

Her blood drenched the walls
As her screams filled the air
His hands ’round her throat
She should’ve died, there

*Beeeeep…*

Her mother stood there sobbing
Doctors rushing to and fro
Machines were loudly chiming
When her angels said, “let’s go”

*Beeeeeeeeeeep…*

She firmly told them “no”
She hadn’t written her final cipher
And it was time to tell the world
It’s the Season of Survivor.

*Beep, beep, beep, beep*
*Mandy KocsisĀ©2020~

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