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RAndom poem i wrote in maths when i felt slightly dixxy and light headed
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 52 - Published: 02-28-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2895124
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My mind is dancing
and my eyes are blurred.
That familiar feeling grips
like an iron claw.
Once you've been caught
you know its too late.
No escape is possible
no fighting worth
Your mind spins
like a feather in the air
And then all at once;
Its gone, its over.
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