Our Last Moments

April 12, 2011
By Faith16 BRONZE, Mobile, Alabama
Faith16 BRONZE, Mobile, Alabama
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The
beast
wakes.
It's waking, shaking,
rising from its slumber.
It turns, churns,
all hope is going under.
It stretches, wretches,
and I start to wonder



if we'll survive.
My legs, like pegs,
wobble but won't bend.
My mind races, it chases
thoughts of how much energy to spend.
My lips shiver, they quiver-
will this ordeal ever end?-



and will we lose?
We
all
fall.


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