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Shit.
It's so loud in here.
Lashing out till I can figure out how to get things to quiet down.
Even though I try and try.
No use to keep going anymore.
Censor it out till you can come.
Even the Weeping Angels are being silenced.
About the Creator
Jen Phillips
Having a creative imagination has no limitations. My favourite past time is just dumping all my thoughts on to paper and seeing where it goes.
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Comments (2)
Now, that's a powerful opening line. The rest of he poem didn't disappoint, either! Great entry, Jen.
Sadly and hauntingly lovely.