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The
silence was rabid
and
the sky
billions
of glitter-formed stars
devoid
of any colour
and
she
as
colorless as they were
and
as empty as the hollows
of
the nearby telephone poles
her
head throbbed and throbbed
and
she knew naught but sadness
and
numb with pain
she
would only feel
And
she could only recall
rain
on the windows
that
only she could see
voices
in the hallways
(running,
running)
terror
in her sadness
as
the day would fade
her
face broken in the gallows
(at
least she found escape)
The
bandages stung her open wounds
and
noone would do but blame
and
she became mute for there was no point
in
speaking when noone would listen
screaming
when noone would believe
and
her tongue was cut by an invisible force
that
noone could understand but me..
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