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Sunday, May 15, 2005


   A random poem.
Emergency Room

The scalpels going into our flesh..
The tick tock of the small clock.
The monitors reading our lives...
Will we die from our injuries?
Will we live?
What will they do?
Can we go on....?
Will we go on?
The anesthesiologists came in,
Putting us in a dream-less sleeps.
I remember the doctors and nurses, watching over me as I fell asleep.
Will they save us?
Can they save us?
Will we live?
Can we live?


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