Quick Senses Poem Written in Class...
Posted: Thursday, 8 April 2010 by lew2hig in Labels: dream, fantasy, monster, poem
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My hand roughly touches the ragged-sharp rock,
as it pierces into my fleshy-skin,
Just as I think my life's about to stop,
Something pulls me back in,
the smell of putrid human flesh, travels into my nose,
Dripping gory dark red blood, stains my white clothes,
My eyes are blinded by a creatures luminous beam,
beep-beep it's my alarm, just another dream...