20 secondsA Poem by ZmH
the second hand slows, a minute per beat
my heart barely pumping it becomes hard to breathe anticipation, making a fool of me the minute hand hurts the second hand kills each moment living my throat shrill close to a scream but barely a screech my heart grows weak 20 seconds to kill © 2012 ZmH |
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1 Review Added on January 9, 2012 Last Updated on January 9, 2012 Author
ZmHAboutlife is full of deception and loss take it one step at a time. look to the future not the past. these are things i live by, rules i follow. my name is zoe. im 16 and i love writing. Its one of the on.. more..Writing
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