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Nov 2019
you tell me to let it loose
this demon gnawing at my heart
but when it rages and tugs at my strings
it comes out in the form of silent screams

the static and quietness are deafening
and the rain has no sound
because my tears are silent
forever shushed, hitting the ground
Olivia A Keaton
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Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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