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May 2010
These four walls stand guard on all sides,
yet I can still hear the screaming coming from the outside
So my guards take a step closer,
Closer
But that’s even worse
because I can still hear every ones voices,
I just can’t run
But my army, sensing my distress,
are still determined to protect;
So they take one more step inward
and now I can touch all four at the same time.
I swear the air is thicker
I swear my heart is cracking
And my guards eager to help come closer
Closer
And now I’m suffocating
I’m gasping for breath
They come closer
Closer
And now I’m on the floor curled into a ball
I cant breath
My body is crumbling under the pressure
And now it all fades to black….
copyright Andrea Sheppard 2010
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