The Night ScareA Poem by Sarahthe dream is what started it. the feeling building, tearing my core feeding on me... sadness
i couldnt run, you were sick, very sick. eyes rolling in the back of your head white bubbling vomit erupting from your mouth. you fell over shaking a and trembling with great might.
call 911! save him!!
i woke... knowing it was just a dream... no i nightmare from hell or from a scared subconcise.
call 911!! save me!! © 2010 Sarah |
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Added on April 16, 2010 Last Updated on April 24, 2010 Previous Versions |

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