Anticipation kills

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A slow ascension,
Waiting for the deep, steep, drop.
In sticky humid air
Scared scoundrels scream.
Stunned, shocked victims
Focus on fear.
Apprehensive, ghost-white.
Like rain from skies,
Tears fall from frightened faces,
And internal debris scatters
On unknowing innocence.





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