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There I Stood
There I stood, a living statue, among people circuiting
like ants scurrying around in every direction,
except these figures are far immense, drowning my vision
as they passed through me like I was nothing but a phantom.
A cacophony invaded the tunes meant to sedate me,
my time paused, yet they kept tearing me apart,
my body became hypersensitive to everything.
I heard my heart pick up, pumping blood,
like my life depended on it and it did.
I forgot how to breathe, as if it were my first time
my attempts ended up strangling me instead,
shaking like a leaf in a gale, everything was a blur,
my voice quavered, my larynx was no longer useful.
Each contact intensified the war within me,
my senses grew overly aware of my surroundings,
the noise consumed me, paralyzed me.
And there I stood, a statue amidst the crowd.
like ants scurrying around in every direction,
except these figures are far immense, drowning my vision
as they passed through me like I was nothing but a phantom.
A cacophony invaded the tunes meant to sedate me,
my time paused, yet they kept tearing me apart,
my body became hypersensitive to everything.
I heard my heart pick up, pumping blood,
like my life depended on it and it did.
I forgot how to breathe, as if it were my first time
my attempts ended up strangling me instead,
shaking like a leaf in a gale, everything was a blur,
my voice quavered, my larynx was no longer useful.
Each contact intensified the war within me,
my senses grew overly aware of my surroundings,
the noise consumed me, paralyzed me.
And there I stood, a statue amidst the crowd.
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