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Crash and Burn

Feeling like I could go insane..
Screaming and screaming but no one hears.
Can you believe that this is the calm before the storm?
Seeing and seeing but never aware,
that I'm right there, 
waiting for everything to collapse.
Things will burn and pieces will be torn,
in the midst a little baby satan will be born.

Just waiting and waiting till the blood to be seen.
Wondering when white will be my complexion.
Cold stiff limbs.
Dont cry now.
The end is near for us all.
Just remember when I told you I loved you.
It was all true.
I never wanted to leave you.
Dont cry love.

Feeling like the world is spinning,
All those times that I cried.
All those times I wish that I'd died,
now I know this is hard but the world is spinning,
there is no light that will be coming.
There shall be fire and ice,
and harsh cruel delight.
Dragged under I meet,
my death.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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May 20, 2011 at 7:16 AM
What a beautiful morning. The sun is finally shining, the birds are singing, and I am sharing my day with you reading your wonderful poetry. I hope you have a great weekend Tiffany. Love, Carol
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