poemranker ::Test by justjay

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Free verse № 60976

Test

Member since 2003 · Posted 17 Aug 2003 · 1 comment

I can't breath. My chest pounds- Mind racing- All blank. Everything I went towards gone in one single click of the clock. What am i suppose to do? I try and remember- think- think- think- This only worries me more. I rush- scared to think what others will think. societies' murderous eyes- eyes that piece my soul This heart rendering pain covers me. I stare blankly as i slowly die- Dieing from the inside out.

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[7] Lifeboatman 17-Aug-03/8:01 PM Reply
"Dying"... 7