Storm of Illusions

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The end is a twister....

Submitted: August 08, 2009

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Contemplating, I am pulled from my thought,

Torn from the place I hold dear.

I scream as I enter an unknown place,

Gripped by histeria and fear.

Faces with masks, pulled over all but there eyes,

Bright lights, and I struggle, to find I'm paralyzed.

I start crying as I hear a painfull moan,

Am I next? My thoughts a dark, I'm so far from home.

Then I feel motion, something is wrapped all around me,

Then a warmth, a wetness, and a moist cloth sorround me.

I hear a strong heart-beat, drumming in my ears,

I'm in my new mothers arms, showered by happy tears......

I am born, I am alive....


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