A Lack of Empathy

December 29, 2011
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Tears build up in my soul.
My eyes,
a dam.
Not one made by beavers,
made by you.

Words build up in my throat.
A dummy,
You control what I say
Mr. Ventriloquist.

Thoughts echo loudly,
still there is silence.

Your footsteps are worse than those of Frankenstein.
My heart wants to run,
but fear keeps me frozen.

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