EchoesA Poem by Dawn JonesI want to go I want to run Away from here Away from this empty place This hollow, empty place With its four white walls And the echoes All the echoes Echoes that drive me to madness The sound of your voice burning my ear I have to go I have to run To be free of this eternal torment Torturing Ripping Burning Timeless torment driving me mad YES I CAN HEAR YOU! Screaming in my ear Tearing my flesh Burning my soul with your bitter love Your lying love I wish I could go I wish I could run But the chains around my heart keep me Torturing myself with your memory © 2011 Dawn Jones |
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1 Review Added on March 25, 2011 Last Updated on March 25, 2011 AuthorDawn JonesLa bocca dell'infernoAbout"Character is destiny. For the cronic do-gooder, the happy-go-lucky sociopath, the dysfunctional family, under the gun everyone diverts to who they are. We may hunger to map out a new course, but fo.. more..Writing
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