yet again. another dream.
by Thomas Anthony Fraetis on Tuesday, March 30, 2010 at 9:14pm
with bullets flying overhead and landing right in front of you, wounds from a fight well worth it. all i can think of is that one person and all that comes to my mind is what she is to me.
time slows almost to a standstill, nothing is heard. nothing is felt. but i see her face in front of me.
glowing with a perfect smile that could stop the toughest man in his tracks.
i reach for an invisible hand , almost crawling. toward the image in front of me.
i fall on my face. almost in tears, i say her name into the sand. only loud enough for me to hear.
when everything goes black. this is when i wake up.
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