March 1, 2012
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It was as if
One minute the world was bustling, busy
But the next
Time had frozen
Leaving only me to stare
At the fast-coming flood of horror and dread

My skin burning red
My lips stiff
My eyes bewildered

Nothing to do but let waves
Crash over me, one after another

Somehow I’m still standing, even though
My utmost wish
Is to sink out of sight

My voice soundlessly screams
Make it stop
Make it stop
Please just make it stop

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