The War Inside Me

May 9, 2009
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I'm calling for you, buried under
my silk dirt. Children screaming,
mothers crying. I miss caressing your body in my hands, now all I
have to touch is the blood on
her eyes. I'm just sliding down
my black pit. My own hell is
consuming my mind. My veins
pulsing, heart racing. Everything's
broken, repalying its deadly music
on my fingers. It's like a record
in a lonely house. The gun shots
one by one. My brothers are here
holding me down from my own
fate. Let me die, let me see her
face flash through my eyes.

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