A Backwards Murder (Reversible Poem)
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Forward: From the victim's perspective.
Backward: From the murderer's perspective.

A Backwards Murder (Reversible Poem)

(Read forward to the end, then read backwards to the beginning, line by line. Enjoy~)

I ran.

Not knowing what else to do

There was so much blood on my hands

It was mine

The kitchen knife

Caught in my chest

Guilt

Consumed by

Fear

I was heightened by

Adrenaline

But running on

Wasn't enough

While trying to stay calm,

Losing control

It was me that would end up

Dead. Because

He was

In front of me

The whole time

It was too late

Trapped

I found myself

Locked in chains

My fate was

Death.

(If you haven't already, then read the poem backwards until you reach the beginning) But for those of you who read it both ways, I hope it wasn't bad! This is my first time making a reversible poem, and I didn't know if it was good or not because I might make another one. But that's all for now, have a great day! See you later, Firegolds! (That's what I'm gonna be calling you guys from now on) - Artemis

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