Stay Back.

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By Tyler Cedric Golden

Get away, quit following my tracks, My adrenaline is pumping quickly and my mind is slowly losing contact, With this world and what is currently going on, I'm losing all my senses and all of my bonds, Because of this fear, all control is fading, and I try to sit here, calm down, and attempt on debating, But I can't do it this fear is too strong, and my mind captures this statement as a fact, The only words I can splur out are "stay back."

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April 12, 2009 16:36SMILING DARKNESS

I can feel all those senses.
you write like nothing Ive ever seen