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Sep 2017
When the sky of haze begins to darken
and shadows are cast in the night
when street lamps are dulled, almost blackened
and the moon is covered in a haze

The fog creeps in; blots out everything like ink
all sight is abandoned; all hearing muffled
as the swirls of mist thicken; like walking through water
always pushing and pulling; dragging you under and farther

Nothing else makes sense, but the one clear thought in your head
Will you sink; or will you swim
Becuase you're in over your head again
and there's no one to save you anymore

As the fog rolls away; you're left there on the cold ground
but everything's changed or was it just a dream
you're still just standing, in the middle of your room
you have no clue; what's gotten into you?

you lay back down; close your eyes
watch the clock as time flies on by
You head is spinning; dizzy, words repeating
it makes no sense; just one clear thought in your head
Am I really alive; or am I just dead?
Written by
Tori Schall  16/F
(16/F)   
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   Pradip Chattopadhyay and ---
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