sweetaddiction

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2002-02-28 06:17:20 (UTC)

screaming.


SCREAMING

"NO" went off a million different times.
Like a silent drunken firecracker.
Couldn’t find sound that night
Couldn’t find silence the next morning.
Tears found shape,
Hurt found feeling,
She found them all, all too late.
The deed was done.
The boy got off.
The girl got sick.
"NO" was lost and never spoken.
Something stolen forever.
"NO" went off a million different times.
Like a silent, drunken firecracker;
lighting up her mind.
Couldn’t find sound that night.
Never found peace after.
Tears find shape now and then.
Hurt finds her, and she can always find them all.

~i didnt write that...a good friend did though. thank you.~


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