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Dangerous Territory


Half past twelve Ticking began Surrounded by waves In lengths that fade Silence screamed And my heart gave way To the beast inside Never felt this way The winds were howling The moon was full Storms were movin' And the tears were pouring A faded image With folded edges Slightly burned Yet cool to the touch My heart was crying My lungs were trying Words weren't flowing Mind escaping The beast awoke Chains were broken Fighting back The feelings held in The clock stopped ticking Everything fell The ground started shakin' The sky started fallin' Cracks filling in Heart started pounding Winds died down Rain kept pouring Blacken eyes Pouting blues Cloudy skies Where are you The storm is gone F-5 damaged Broken soul Left to scrimmage Fading paths Tenders byes Holding close Feelings die Ten years past Golden sights Starry nights And still no sign The beast is sleeping Half past twelve The clock starts ticking Bricks start falling Losing breath Heart is racing Waves all around The voice that sounds Words starts flowing Rain stops pouring No more howling Garden's growing
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Corrie Pearson
<p>Great poem, I really like the way its written.... Thanks for sharing!</p>

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