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Mar 2014
Suspended on this glass
Above the heated battle below
Not sure how long we’ll last
We lock eyes mirrored with parallel fear
We move ahead
The floor is breaking,
Our feet like lead
The deadly cracks are all we can see
There’s no escape
Nowhere to run
Our hearts twisting into a new broken shape
There is no hope to be seen
We are not skyward bound
Upward is simply impossible
Too much light, blasting sound
And we’re both just looking down
Emmy Dawn
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Emmy Dawn
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