ScreamingA Poem by AndreaUnable to explain what that one person means to me
I saw you screaming.
I couldn't hear the words or the sounds you were forcing, trying to break through the sound-proof glass stuck between us, but by the look on your face and the corruption in your movement I can tell, you were screaming, and so was I: Not sure if it was out of love, out of hate, out of sorrow, or pure anger. but there was hope in there: of a future, of a moment, of a memory, or perhaps nothing was to be made of it at all. Just two people screaming themselves hoarse, screaming to a deafened world. Praying for an echo but all that is heard is silence. © 2012 AndreaAuthor's Note
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