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The pain creeps in, slowly.
Easing it's way into the being.
Her voice is lost.
Heartbeat quickens, temperature rises.
Afraid, alone.
In agony.
She waits for it to be over.
Easing it's way into the being.
Her voice is lost.
Heartbeat quickens, temperature rises.
Afraid, alone.
In agony.
She waits for it to be over.
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A sevenling poem written a while ago.
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Ooh- this eerie. I like how the phrases are short but still convey a lot of meaning and emotion