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She can see the silence

Grey brick walls,
and a dirty ground...
In the corner by herself,
shh, not a sound...

But not all is silent,
faint cries from behind...
Only she can hear them,
from the back of her mind...

Louder it cries,
and drives her insane...
Being all alone,
she is crying again...

What can she do,
to get recognition?
This wasn't her fault,
or her decision...

Tears of blood,
run down her cheek...
She keeps her life quiet,
yet wanting to speak...

A fresh wound she disturbs,
to look for it within...
The demon that possessed her,
living under her skin...

Written by Jenerator

(Jenna)

Published 6th Sep 2009

#dark #rhyming

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A shadow Poetry...

anandosen

6th Sep 2009 9:49pm

Well Jenna..I will call it a shadow poetry...something that you or me wanna express but in our very own way...just as you commented in one of ma poems...individualistic...its not important that others understand completely your feelings ...but after reading they will try to...and there will be the success of your poetry...or even if not success... I will say that your poem is served...Hey I have replied universally to all of your comments inside one...The sex in the Beach...I pressed a submit button...but I m not sure that you have got it...so if you have not recieved at your message box...read in my category of poem...and the comment inside!