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Oct 2014
My heart skipped several beats
As i watched him caress his knife's hilt.
Suddenly numb went my feed.
Run, run my heart and head bid
But there I stood like a statue of liberty.

Darkness pressed at my shoulder
And the surrounding grew colder.
Each cut more ****** and deeper
Making him more satisfied and happier.
I tried moving but i grew stiffer.

Fast flashes and flares of fire
Seemed the sole sight my eyes sees.
It felt cold like being caked in an ice cube
Before all went bleak then black.
I could hear my heart hasting to a halt.

I started to find myself in bed
Frightened and gasping for breath.
Muscle cramped and wet with sweat
From the mere thought of death.
Surely being alive feels great
tee2emm
Written by
tee2emm  Jos, Nigeria.
(Jos, Nigeria.)   
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