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Author: Bluebell Field
Fiction Rated: T - English - Drama/Romance - Reviews: 1 - Published: 10-10-06 - Updated: 10-10-06 - id:2260353
I could hear the muffled shouts and screams

Of children as I go under,

My feet scraping across the

Sharp shingle, I cut my toe.

I try to cry in pain but I barely mumble a moan.

My eyes stinging.

I can hear the panicked screams,

As people run to see me,

Trapped like I am on show.

Funny, how people don’t

Give you a second look until a tragedy strikes.

I try and muffle a scream, but

I am choking on air.

I want to desperately find

The surface

Of this never ending wait.

Just waiting, waiting for my time.

Won’t somebody save me?

I can feel my body cold,

Losing air, loosing mind.

I can feel my body numb.

Losing hope, Losing love.

I feel your hand,

But is it too late?

I choke on the water

And see your face

Before all is dark,

And I close my eyes

Only to hear you

Calling my name.



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