so much pain in my chest
things i wish i had said
the courage i could not find
trapped in my own mind
why cant you see me
why cant you feel me
do you even know my name
got me spinnin around
when will i come down
im trying to catch my breath
they say im wicked
a creature of the night
I believed it was true
but beliefs are lies
I am the moon
and I am alive
Set myself on fire
and lit up the night sky
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Juan Davis
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Digital Photographer & Mixed Media Artist
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Midnight
60 seconds… 59 seconds… Time was slipping through his fingers, though he clawed at the falling grains of sand, he could not stop the hourglass from flowing. Around him, the silence was deafening. He had taken over every screen in the command centre, putting the terrible seconds before the terrified eyes of his friends and comrades.
By Alexander McEvoy3 days ago in Fiction
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