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Paranoia
December 5, 2009
MY HEART POSSESED IN MY HAND,
FALLING RIGHT THROUGH LIKE SAND;
A VOICE TRAPPED AWAITING TO SPEAK,
SO FRAGILE, YET SO WEAK.
A SOUND, SO VILE THAT ONCE,
A NOISE HAVEN'T HEARD SINCE;
A SITUATED GRIN, NO BETTER YET A SMILE,
THAT DROVE PEOPLE FOR MILES.
A TAUNT AND TEASE,
UTTER SUFFOCATION, A PAINFUL SQUEEZE;
A TEAR, BLISTERING & CRIMISON, RUNNING DOWN MY FACE,
HITTING THE FLOOR WITHOUT A TRACE.
PAINTING A PICTURE OF MY LIFE,
A OPTIMAL STRIFE;
HEEDLESS TO SAY,
I'M ALREADY ON MY WAY
© Charlotte M., Naples, FL
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