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Feb 2015
one evening, she stood up
against the wind and yelled
"this is so corny and *******!"

this is not a movie, she whispered
looking at her hands full of scars
she did it last night
she did it not because she wants
to feel the pain and cry
she did it because she's so numb
that she couldn't feel any but
silence

"how dare you to interrupt when
the silence try to speak itself?!"
myr
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