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I am ripped from my body,

Having no protection I scream,

This bareness scares me,

I fear the awareness that is now in me,

My hands are shaking,

Life,

Somehow,

Has become very dear to me,

I want my body back,

And to think,

That this happened all in one second,

Now,

I am right back where I started.

By: Chase Struloeff


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stripped
i woke up in the middle of the night feeling like this staring at the mirror in the bathroom not seeing me and for a complete few minutes feeling lost in my conscious mind. wash my face and blurred back to my own. enjoyed reading- Christopher

( Posted by: nucleusfire [Member] On: October 29, 2007 )





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