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My Undoing
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My Undoing |
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Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana 
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I hear the footsteps of death Echoing their verdict against me At my neck, a cold cutting breath From someone I cannot see As I walk brisker of pace To escape horrors of imagination Fear grips and contorts my face And mind reels in terror sensation Under darkened trees make my way The shadows deeper and colder yet What tricks between mind and eyes will play Giving myself over to panic I will not let But the footfalls of doom persist Pulse quickens, heart skips a faltering beat Perspiration mounts as I fight to resist Increasing urge to turn around to meet The tormentor who follows ever The shadow of flesh-hungry desire Who shall stop at nothing, never Even after I am consumed in fire After all is said and done in the darkest end, My own undoing was familiar, like a childhood friend |
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Clang Member
since 2005-12-15
Posts 222 |
Very powerful write. |
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Heart2Heart Senior Member
since 2009-05-15
Posts 738Scotland/Norway |
Exciting and thrilling story, our childhood dreams often stalk us in adulthood too. Heart2Heart |
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Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana |
Thank you Clang. And thank you so much Katriona, coming from you that's a compliment. |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
intense...tends to get you and keep you...very well done... |
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