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It slowly creeps on                                                                                                           I am unaware                                                                                       Until I am immersed                                                 And I know now                                     I cannot be helped In all my despair and soundless screams In and around me the pain does keep Keep me drowning in the depths And as I struggle for my breath I see fiery beads of scarlet Seeping waters engulf my frame Tainting all in its inviting flame In a trance I slash the slices Breathing finally as the drops pool Pool into a sick river of red But this time- on it flows All around and in me echoes loud A deathly ringing radio silence ~r.w.
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Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 5:38 AM UTC
A Radio Silence
It slowly creeps on                                                                                                           I am unaware                                                                                       Until I am immersed                                                 And I know now                                     I cannot be helped In all my despair and soundless screams In and around me the pain does keep Keep me drowning in the depths And as I struggle for my breath I see fiery beads of scarlet Seeping waters engulf my frame Tainting all in its inviting flame In a trance I slash the slices Breathing finally as the drops pool Pool into a sick river of red But this time- on it flows All around and in me echoes loud A deathly ringing radio silence ~r.w.
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Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 5:38 AM UTC
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