November 21, 2010
Stuck in my memory,
sweet reverie,
the things I see,
everything is bright and clear,
the flashing lights above my head,
tell me I'm not dead,
I don't know where I am,
I'm lost inside,
the shadows in my vision,
don't overwhelm or near,
everything is perfect,
there's nothing that I fear,
I smell fresh cotton,
and roses, too,
I don't know why,
but I think that I might lose,
something is pulling at my thoughts,
like a thread coming undone,
I slowly drift away,
there's nothing left for me.

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Robyn97 said...
Jul. 29, 2011 at 9:27 am
Cool how you broke up the sentences. Nice job!
Raytheraym replied...
Jul. 31, 2011 at 3:23 pm
Thanks! :)
SpringRayyn said...
Feb. 14, 2011 at 9:27 pm
This sounds like in Intruging, I don't have much else to say.
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