Three Lives - Part 1

by Timothy Bledsoe   Feb 10, 2006


The Life inside

Warm.
So warm and cozy.
Wrapped in the warmth of blood.

Quiet.
Only the rush of blood.
And the calming percussion of a heart beat.

Suddenly constriction.
Being pushed somewhere.
What is this I feel?

Fear.
Dying, I'm dying.

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