Escaping Death

November 8, 2011
I'm scared of you...
Your presence surrounds me in a terrifying box of horror.
You trapped me, you're holding me down, I can't breathe.
You've locked me in the moment.
Chills run throughout my whole body.
No movement, no talking, no nothing.
You've hurt me, broke me, horrified me.
A loud scream prevails from inside my tiny body. At last I'm free! I've escaped you once again. Until next time, Death.
May your evil die within, may my worries forsake me.
May the surrounding if your lifeless presence do us apart.

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