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Sep 2014
Banging and Smashing, Pounding and Thrashing against the cold surrounding brick wall

Yelling and shouting hoping for someone to hear your call

Nobody knows, so no one answers at all

Thinking in silence, while you pound the wall in violence. Using up every ounce of your nonexistence energy until you fall

Sliding down to sit in silence, as a tear slips, tasting it on your pink lips. Giving up and beginning to bawl.

only to wait for the never coming person to break down that wall.
Erin Lynn
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Erin Lynn  In my own world.
(In my own world.)   
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