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Nov 2016
Noise
It surrounds me
buzzing
infuriating
unrecognizable to the ear

a radio signal
one can never tune to
I try the controls,
but the wires bellow catch my wrists
they twist,
and twist
into tiny knots that cover me

i'm trapped in a hell of my making
without a voice
no one helps me
they all see me
but no one speaks for me
then you called my *name
Sarah
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Sarah
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   ryn and Roman Four
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