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May 4, 2009
By theSilenced Whispers SILVER, Centerville, Ohio
theSilenced Whispers SILVER, Centerville, Ohio
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Drizzly, hazey, cloudy mourn,
ice cold eyes are filled with scorn,
fingers hurt they grip a knife,
with one intention; to end a life,
a tear slips down the pinkened cheek,
all the words the mouth can't speak,
anxious hart flutters then slows, pleading that nobody knows,
knees tremble under the chin,
arm wrapped around them strong but thin,
all parts working towards one task,
to replace a perfect and smiling mask.


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