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my first poem ..stress, confusion, and liars you just can't seem to see through. |
| A scream is set free Her lungs are on fire A cry for vengeance Bound with razor wire Her skull is a vice The pressure is building As water turns to ice Her blood is boiling The thunder is deafening Her silent plea Goes without notice In the merciless sea The untold truths And bitter lies She struggles to see through bloodstained eyes. |