May 19, 2014
Cover your ears
try not to listen to my
echoing insistence
the black wind that rolls down on your head
as you try to block out my voice
how, no matter what you do
you cant seem to force
me out that door
hear me
listen to my screams
don't wait for crimson to fall
and its too late to remember my voice
let me in
let me help you forget
don't hide me

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