The Night ScareA Poem by Sarahthe dream is what started it. the feeling building, tearing my core feeding on me... sadness
i couldnt run, you were sick, very sick. eyes rolling in the back of your head white bubbling vomit erupting from your mouth. you fell over shaking a and trembling with great might.
call 911! save him!!
i woke... knowing it was just a dream... no i nightmare from hell or from a scared subconcise.
call 911!! save me!! © 2010 Sarah |
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Added on April 16, 2010 Last Updated on April 24, 2010 Previous Versions AuthorSarahLincoln, NEAboutHEY HEY HEY I'm Sarah. Whats up? Read my Stuff, or the evil bunnies will eat your soul, with spoons! more..Writing
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