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Mar 2017
Shh.....
You hear that?
Sounds like a keyboard.
Rapidly the tiny ticks of keys
pushes your mind out of ease
and please...... don't tease
the shivers and chills down your spine
it'll make your brain reset, re wind
to the start of it.
To the first hair raising on your neck,
to the second before the plane will wreck,
the constant uttering of a tiny peck
shifted by the sounds of little specs
that make no sound.
It's in your head just look around!
Nothing there, nothing found,
but just... pound pound
No.. no.. no...
Just your heart racing....
feet pacing...
T.... turn around...
Voiceless
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   RenΓ©e Brookes
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