Time

by xmedicatexmex   Jul 31, 2006


Your feet are moving faster
As you fly out throught the night
You catch a glimpse of the shadow
That's stealing the little light

The shadow's moving closer
And you scream a silent scream
You feel the grip around your neck
And slip into a dream

You wake up in a cold dark place
And in shock you shout
You push against the wood for hours
Before you realise
There's no way out.

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  • 17 years ago

    by dollwithafrown

    That's really good, Kiz!

    So sad though. =[

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