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Thursday, October 14, 2010

Whoa

When I feel like Screaming,
No Sound is Audible.
When I feel like Clossing my Eyes,
Everything becomes Clear.
When the Noise becomes Too much,
Blissful Silence Fills the room.
When Solitude is Not an Option,
I find myself Alone.
The Option of Rewinding,
Undoing, Fixing, Changing Actions
Rewound,
Undone, Fixed, Changed.
Fast-Forward,
Better, The Same, Worse?
Falling,
Face First, Arms Out.
Wind Rushing,
Concrete in sight.
Closer, Closer, Closer.
Heart Pounding,
Closer, Closer, Closer.
Almost There,
Closer, Closer, Clo...
I Wake up,
Soaked in Sweat,
Barely Able to Breathe.

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