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i've waited,
i've prayed for this moment to come,
and it did
;
it felt like a train crashing to me,
like an avalanche swallowing me,
like a thunder in a storm striking me,
like a gun, shot in point blank to me,
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YOU ARE READING
Poem Addiction
Poetry"A poet's greatest strength is his words; his greatest weakness is his emotions; his greatest addiction is his paper that is the world he lives in." -Eskay Kitz-
