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Jun 2015
Heart pounding,
sweat drips down your face.

Screams ring,
filling your ears.

Footsteps pound,
against the cold sidewalk.

A knife,
shines in the moonlight.

Blood pours,
as you gasp for air.

You awake,
for it was only a bad dream.
Nicole
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Nicole
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