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Sep 2017
Eyes narrowing inch by inch,
Worthless tears streaming down,
As I look straight ahead heartbeat racing,
Head disoriented spinning, round and round.

Shivers trill down my spine,
Cold rush seeping through emaciated bones,
Wounds against my ****** heart,
Fiery battle of crippled sticks and sharp-pointed stones.

Panic through the night,
Terror creeping through my frigid chest,
Hunting my self-worth,
Frantically hurting deep within,
Not a moment ti breathe,
not a moment to feel,
Not a moment to rest.
Written by
Shari Forman
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