scared
I don't know if it's her or me that screamsbecause I'm getting numbed
when the whisperings inside me
embeds every sense of me
With scared eyes
I look at her
did you scream?
or was it I?
press my ribs close
around my chest
so that you
can't see
what belongs too you
inside me
good or bad
I hide it well
or not
did you scream?
Why?
Poetry by samot
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Written on 2005-05-26 at 16:55
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