BeatingA Poem by Dark WatersIt's fading away...
One... Two... Three
It beats slowly. Four... Five... Six It's transfixed. Seven... Eight... Nine It's starting to die.
© 2015 Dark WatersAuthor's Note
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AuthorDark WatersTXAboutI suck at writing the "About Me" stuff so, here goes nothing: Hi! I'm a 15-year-old girl trying to be heard with my writings. I love reading and writing.... My favorite things to do beside sleeping.. more..Writing
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