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6d
The adrenaline rush,
as my heart is
steady racing,
the ****** and
the speed of it,
my mind is
steady pacing,
covered with
sweat beads,
as I fear of the impact,
as if I am about
to be crushed,
into the ground,
is where I make contact,
with concrete or reality??
OH, THE AWFUL SOUND,
as people gather around,
the fear on people's
faces as I lay still,
a horrifying experience
I don't want to feel,
a scary experience of
a nightmare unseen,
as we I am
frighteningly
aroused from
Falling in my Dreams!!!!!


B.R.
Date: 4/9/2025
Belinda S Richmond
Written by
Belinda S Richmond  45/F/United States
(45/F/United States)   
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