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Terror and Confusion
The blood is pounding in my ears
My heart is thumping against my chest
My mouth is as dry as dust
My voice like sandpaper
I wipe my hands against my pants
Take a deep breath and count to ten
I open my eyes...
And the world is right again
My heart is thumping against my chest
My mouth is as dry as dust
My voice like sandpaper
I wipe my hands against my pants
Take a deep breath and count to ten
I open my eyes...
And the world is right again
Published 26th Aug 2009
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26th Aug 2009 11:01am
i love the beauty of innonence in wiping hands against the pants... i had a memory of childhood there
26th Aug 2009 4:11pm
