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Awaking from a short slumber, reality seemed just as dream-like...

Submitted:Feb 20, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Awake, alone,
Foam spills from the walls like the jaws of a rabid dog,
The room shakes with insanity, blurred in confusion,
A sickening feeling in the pit of your stomach arises,
Sweat covers the body in a wild, feverous panic,
Reaching out to distinguish reality,
Terror consumes every fibre of your existence,
Babbling like a crazed child.


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