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Nov 2020
Silence echoes down the halls
an icy chill reverberates off the walls
a ghost of reason long since past
has come to take thee home at last

and when you see the shadows there
and feel the cold, fearless stare
you will know the meaning of pain,
and feel the anguish of tears as they rain

Silence echoes towards the graves
as you feel the pain that you have made.
and now you see, what you did in the past.
the silence reaches you; you die the last.

The last to ever hear her breathe
and one last thing you shall receive
all of her tears, anger, and pain
as you stand alone in the rain.

Silence echoes down the halls
an icy chill reverberates off the walls
a ghost of reason long since past
has come to take thee home at last.
Krystal-Ann West
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Krystal-Ann West  33/F/North Carolina
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