Her heart speeds up,
faster and faster it goes
She breaths with no patteren
Her blood pulses through her head
Her vision blurs
She fears for life,
she dreads the next moment
She listens for a vioce
of reasuarance,
but only hears
a terrible,
rapid beating
quickly increasing
She thinks of her life,
the good and the bad
When her innocence cried,
to when she tainted herself
She wishes
she could fix
all that is broken
She wishes
she could finish
all that is undone
Suddenly, all is still
There is no sound
She cannot breathe
She does not feel
And her world stands still
Somewhere, someone is crying
(If some of the words are misspelled, sorry, my spellcheck thinggy broke :(. I couldn't think of a tittle for this poem. I am open to all suggestion, seriusly)
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