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 Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:56 am
Walking down the corridor.
White walls.
Bright lights.
Apprehensive.
A woman at a desk, glances at me.
Tells me where I need to go.
I don't want to go.
In the elevator, one floor, two floors.
Stop.
Get out.
Walking past doors,
One, two, three, four.
The door is open.
My father sitting in a chair.
He looks so old.
Inside.
She lies before me.
Barely warm.
Eyes closed.
She looks asleep.
She isn't though, is she.
No. No. No she is not.
I don't want to be here.
I can barely breathe.
I can barely see.
I touch her hand.
Chair. Sit.
I cry inside.
The tears leak out.
~punim~
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 11:59 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2007 10:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 6:02 am
3nodding yes it is very good
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 10:07 pm
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