Are my screams from yesterday
That no one could hear
Any different from today's
Silent screams of feat
,I'm screaming for help
But there's none that I find
For I scream out to no one
But the ears of my mind
My silence is my shelter
From things I can't face
My mind is my secret
From all human race
My screaming is my anger
Because I can't find the key
To release all the guilt
In the secret mind of me
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Author:
Laurie christine (
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Comments6
Oops! The word gear in the fourth line should have been fear
you can edit it
Very good. Enjoyed it.
great write you can edit this! ww
Great write
Very good write.
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