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Sep 2013
Gone, for now
But I can hear the echoes of your hateful never-ending vociferation in the hallway, And in my head
Swirling over and over again and again
You're everywhere

I burn in my rage
Your actions are right in what mind?!
    Tired
I can't fight you anymore
Go ahead and scream until your veins collapse into dust
It will fall on deaf ears

What's the matter?
Feel bad?
We're in the aftermath
It's too late in the day to try and make amends
The Noose
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The Noose  32/F/Standing on the gallows
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