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Oct
17

#13

Tear-drop by searing tear-drop

I continue to smother

my

unobserved,

tsunami of silent screams,

in an attempt

to totally

wipe memories, off

from the unfathomable

scorched surfaces

of my

fumbling, crumbling

existence.

 

The tentacles

refuse to let go.

 

Each,

angry and painful

attempt

to wrench these out of my

system

only tightens the grip

with the soundless cries ringing

hollow

in front of the laughter, and I

hurt,

and pretend to

live.

 

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