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I lie, waiting.
And it comes,
like always.
I can’t feel where I
am
I’m spinning
Absolutely still
I can’t move
I can’t move
I can’t move
Once upon a time -
my heart would race -
tight in my chest with
fear -
it’s here! they’re
here!
He’s here. Watching.
and I can’t move!
Now it lies cold and
motionless,
stilled in my chest
with waiting,
And it slowly slips
away.
And I slowly drift
away...