July 20, 2011
By liviebug66 GOLD, McMurray, Pennsylvania
liviebug66 GOLD, McMurray, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the number of moments that take our breath away.

My shrill cry breaks the silence of night,
As I am haunted by memories, that I try most to forget,
Trapped in a fantasy world.

Beads of perspiration take their place above my brow,
And my breath quickens to a frightening speed,
As I recall the painful events of my nightmare.

My mind betrays me as it reminds myself of the events in which I am most ashamed,
Sending me to places of my past,
Eliminating any chance of rest.

I weep as I replay the horridness of my own imagination,
But I make an attempt at slumber,
And once again begin to dream.

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