Even as my eyes are closed,
I can still see them,
Coming straight for me.
The more I try to run,
The faster they get....
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I'm running out of breath...
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I'm slowing down...
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The screams are coming closer...
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Choking me...
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It's dark,
And I can't see...
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But their eyes are still
Looking towards me...
YOU ARE READING
The words I keep inside
PoetryFeelings from Me, You, Her, Him, we... Feelings that we feel, and are not seen... When our sun is covered, and we wish to die.... Something shines from another light... We look to the sky, and have little hope.... Then our sun shines again, with mor...
