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Aug 2014
I hate it

The silence between our screams

The breaking glass

The rough terrain

Where you cannot make a right choice

You always slip up

It never really ends

After the storm

The tensions flow underneath

Until the next explosion
Written by
Griffin Schapp  Brattleboro VT
(Brattleboro VT)   
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