Piercing Cries

December 30, 2011
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Piercing Cries
When the ghosts begin to weep,
Across the silence it cuts,
For the death of a silent girl,
Whose mouth sew tightly shut,

Yet whimpering cries,
Unheard it seems,
Only reach the open ears,
Willing to hear the screams,

Put your head to the water,
Then you may hear,
Screams of a dying girl,
Piercing to the ear

Wallowing in tears shed,
From eyes glued together,
What’s the point in anything?
When you are gone forever.

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