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Jan 2010
i hear the crickets
i listen to the thunder
i hear the phone hang up
and i listen to the sirens screaming

i bite my tounge
i taste the rain
i bite my lip
and i taste the salt

i inhale the aromas
i smell the storm
i inhale the thick air
and i smell the dirt

i touch the sink
i feel the metal
i touch the floor
and i feel the pain

i see white walls
i imagine another life
i see my blood
and i imagine your face
Written by
Ginny Vollor
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     Marzanna, ---, D Conors and JR Macfadden
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