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Moon
Contributed by
BabiBoricua314
on
Thursday, 20th April 2006 @ 12:54:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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When I Look up to the moon, what do I see? A shining grace that floats over us? I not only see that but many flashbacks from my past. Flashbacks I do not wish to see or even witness. Since some of the flashbacks are the ones that still haunt me to this day. The flashback that truely affects me is my one of my family members triggering my asthma attacks like a gun shooting a bullet right at me. One minute I am fine. The next I felt like I was gonna die. I come back to my senses and realize it was all rememberance from the past.
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