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Inside My Skin

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My heart is racing,

My breathing is nervous.

I am shaking inside my skin,

And I don't know how to stop.



I don't want to close my eyes,

But I don't want to open them.

I'm going to see something,

And it's going to see me.



I clasp my hands over my face,

I can hear someone screaming.

But then I realize,

It's me.



How much longer until this is over?

How much longer until the light comes on?





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BeyondTheBrooke said...
Nov. 27, 2011 at 3:35 pm
i really like this poem...i think it could mean more than the literal sence if you let it.
 
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