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The trees are swaying in the cold air of night,
Wind is whispering through the branches of shaking leaves.
The water is suffocating me,
Pulling me deeper under the surface.
Breathing is getting difficult,
Trying to scream for help but nothing escapes my lungs.
Out here people are looking for me,
Searching out in the distance.
The salt water is burning my throat,
I'm slowly choking.
Leaning over the edge,
Shadows are reaching for me,
Someone's picking me up and carrying me safely to shore.
- by x Zombie Rawr Baby x |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/12/2009 |
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Comments (1 Comments)
- MizzKittyKat8 - 03/14/2009
- good i like it. The only thing if you dont mind me just critising(cant spell sorry) a little. There seems to be a little missing before the last line. You go from drowing to being saved. there should be a couple lines of what you might see instead of you just being saved..... Never read the book...so idk. but thats what i would do. Hope this makes a little sense. well anyway its good smile
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