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Mar 2010
I try…

I try to react  to what is happening.
I try to listen to my beat less heart.
I try to breathe, there is no air to pull from within.
I try to cry, but all that flows is tears of red.
I try to smile; these pointed teeth make me bleed.
I try to think, my mind is mush.
I try to see, there is only darkness and shadows.
I try to feel, there is nothingness
I try to love…
          They run… screaming.

;..; V ;..; /03/08/10
Written by
Anne Cameron
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     Jay Lynn
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