8/17A Poem by ZmH
my mind surrounded by stone cold brick
no thought to enter, or dare leave a thousand soldiers, strong marching feet the only sound my heart beat thump, thump, thump, and halt 1, 2, 3, 4 breathe thump, thump, thump, and halt ready, aim, fire the sound rings in my ears insanity © 2010 ZmH |
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Added on August 18, 2010 Last Updated on August 18, 2010 |

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