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Unformatted text preview: And I look upon the golden towers Still shimmering All that I know all that I am I cannot feel it Numbness Most of the time I remembered having a choice I chose when to wake up I chose when to fill up My car with gasoline The same gasoline the fills my lungs that burns my friends Can’t be All I can know is silence Looking again upon my friend The heaven below Liberation from the hell behind I drop my mind and my body follows Tumbling further and further I feel the clean air support me I am floating Then I am falling I am heading towards that heaven That heavenly release Why did I jump? Silence. 2...
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This essay was uploaded on 04/07/2008 for the course ENGL 111 taught by Professor Matt during the Spring '08 term at UConn.
- Spring '08