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Our Last Moments
April 12, 2011
The
beast
wakes.
It's waking, shaking,
rising from its slumber.
It turns, churns,
all hope is going under.
It stretches, wretches,
and I start to wonder
if we'll survive.
My legs, like pegs,
wobble but won't bend.
My mind races, it chases
thoughts of how much energy to spend.
My lips shiver, they quiver-
will this ordeal ever end?-
and will we lose?
We
all
fall.
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