behind imaginary bars
Another scream
freezing cold
is bouncing off the walls
The windowpanes are quivering
from the hollow calls
The noises cutting through her head
don't ever go away
She wants them all
to retract
but she's their constant prey
Because
she does encounter everyone
pretending not to see
that if she only bellows back
the scream would set her
free
Poetry by tinsel
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Written on 2008-12-25 at 14:52
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