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Feb 2015
Sometimes
my hands scream
what my lungs can't
because all the nicotine
has taken away
my shaken breaths
and now i want to
scream
so i will scream with
my hands
scribbling on the paper
so people will not only hear me
but see my screams
No one ever hears me.
Rachael Judd
Written by
Rachael Judd  South Carolina
(South Carolina)   
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