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Jul 2015
So confusing,
All these unnecessary sounds,
And pointless words,
My jaw's on edge,
Tooth on tooth,
Grinding down,
With the same determination,
Held in each wave on each rock,
Breaking,
Devouring slowly,
Over eternity.

My ears bombarded,
With the same blind hope,
Of shots in the dark,
Fired without aim,
Out of shattered rifles,
From desperate hearts.

End the onslaught,
Let me leave.
Parsavagely Kompenere
Written by
Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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   Kelly Rose, John and NV
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