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Under Water

  • Mackenzie Howard
  • Oct 5, 2016
  • 1 min read

As I sink to the bottom blue liquid reflecting the sky,

I have the urge to open my eyes.

Nothing but the dense liquid fills my view.

My eyes start to sting from the strange bacteria inside the water,

But I resist to close them.

As my lungs start to twist and burn from the lack of oxygen, I want to breathe again.

But I know if I do so reality will take its common place in the world of my drama.

I know that I have a few more seconds until I will begin to fade.

So I close my eyes and float to the top where the real world has taken place.


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