Deaths Express

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Deaths Express


Waitin on this train
hopin n prayin,
this feelin goes away
my stomachs n knots
my hearts racin..
anticipation and enxiety
makes me wanna end this travisty,
in this black hole Im sinkin
here comes the train
what am I thinkin?
First Im up
then Im dowm
all of a sudden
there's no sound...
but know ones on the train but me
could this be just a dream of life gone by
sittin on this train
on a very long ride....

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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