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Apr 2013
Stuck in a car
Each seat full
Music blasting in my ears
My attempt at drowning
Their cheerful words
And irritating laughs
The world moves on by
While they talk aimlessly
Smothering me in smiles
I stare at the road
Wishing to touch it
Then then say his name.
I'm no longer suffocating
I feel naked. Vulnerable. Exposed.
They throw his name back and forth
Battering me
The music stops.
The car stops.
The world stops.
I jump out leaving them behind
With his name
Still swirling  round and round
Written by
George Arkley
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   Annelise Kearvell and Nicole
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