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Dec 2014
As I stumble on down this hollow road,
I hear a voice, crying out for help.
A sound so fierce made me inarticulate.
I begin my search on finding this helpless soul.
If only I could locate the sound of her insipid voice..
The sound of pain that rushes through the pitch of her breath.
Along the way I see a shimmering light from a far. I darted my way to it
and as soon as I got there I found a mirror. As I got closer to take a glance at it, I see the girl. All along it's been me. Yelling from the inner voice in my head.
Sometimes you wonder if there is anyone out there that can hear you screaming from the inside.
Lilian Mike
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