February 24, 2009
Gigantic gravity is pushing on me.
Hundreds of matters are falling,
Landing on my back.
Can't breath,
My back is aching.
So is my head,
my neck,
my legs,
are breaking.
Finding a way to stand again.
Closing my eyes
Pretending to die.

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