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Jul 2015
My eyes snap open
Wrenching me back
From the abyss.
Heart racing
And palms sweating,
A physical reaction
To imagined fear.
The realization
That it was only a nightmare
Provides meagre comfort
As the mind
Still struggles
Against what it saw
In it's own theatre.
The flashbacks
Will taint the day
niamh
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niamh  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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