Will (hugmeimapanda) wrote in _deadpoets_,
Will
hugmeimapanda
_deadpoets_

Dream in September

It's a flow of words rushing to your head
Rushing, gushing, flowing, splashing

In an endless whirlpool of voices
Shattering into your skull
Making it hard to think
Numbing your senses
Blinding you
Deafening you
To the point of
No return

And it dosen't stop there
Windows around you shatter
Voices everywhere
Saying..help...help
But you won't find help here

There's a fire burning inside.

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Inspired by September 11th, 2001.
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