Muddled Conceptions
CREATION... A single thought of a word
Monday, August 15, 2011
NEAR DEATH
A tonne of bricks fell on me
My body quashed onto the floor
Movement brings me pain
Thoughts leave me bruised
I’m chocked by my own breath
My eyes fixed into space
Everything seems still
I’m near death!
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