Thursday, June 11, 2009

It grabs my hand

Heart breaking.
Earth quaking.
I'm shaking.
It's not real,
it's all concealed away
with a hidden identity.
I'm falling,
away from this lie.
It's scaring me,
and I have to disagree with the truth.
I'm running,
and it's stunning the way I can think.
It's death and it grabs my hand.

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