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Jul 2010
How do I honor my dead
when I am trapped
among the living?
Silent screams inside
of my head,
left unheard to those
who surround me.
I have something to say,
but I am left without
a voice to speak.
Copyright 2009 PRH
Written by
Rachael Hectus
729
   Paul Celano
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