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It felt as though my heart was going to stop,

Or either I would start screaming for help on this pathetically packed train,

Screaming that I was having a heart attack that was not physical,

I couldn’t ask the atmosphere for oxygen to relief this pain,

All I could do was cry,

In silence on this stupidly pack train,

With nothing but his voice in my ears and his face in my eyes

 

One Comment Add yours

  1. Angel says:

    I Love this Poem
    I understand those feelings

    🔥

    Liked by 1 person

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