It always sends shiver down the spine;
brings dizziness more than wine;
heart thumping loudly in me;
with a ringing sound in my ear like bee;
i woke up startled to star filled night;
with air filling my lungs tight;
even the sound of wind pained my ears;
never had a feeling like this in years;
will i come through this ordeal?
or end up in my burial;
let the morning be as it was all these days......
frozen as an icicle glaze.....
let me savour each second of my life.....
till results pierce like knife;
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