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Mar 2012
Shhh,
Silence,
Your heart sounds like a drum.
It pounds,
Quiet,
When they start to come.
Can you feel it?
Around you,
Your fear begins to grow
As they storm up,
Screaming
Things not ment for you to know.
And I stand here,
Waiting,
As you begin to dread
What you know is
Comming,
And the things you never said.
So I hold you,
Closely,
Though I'll never know the fear
And I'll stay.
Regardless
Of the fact that I'm not here.
Lizzy Lo
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Lizzy Lo
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   Artemis and Alicia Strong
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