HushA Poem by Alexandra Elizabeth"words are killers to those in my condition"
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for a moment. clear. SHHHH! Don't dare utter a sound. words are killers to those in my condition! Fearsome. Loathsome. Crazy. ...mad. Its gone. All gone. For now. The wind comes knocking at my window pane. Hello? The fluorescent screen traps our devilish minds. It will not destroy me! No stranger will knock me down and out! SHHH! It is calm once more SHH! It was listening at the door! SHH! They chopped her up and spread her thin turn out the lights and view the devil's grin. © 2011 Alexandra Elizabeth |
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