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No One Knows
I have been left here,
so cold
its so cold I can feel the hair on my arms standing straight up
its as scared as I am
the dismal feeling lingers inside
I cant get rid of the hate that is brewing
My eyes hurt , not from the light
But the constant strain I put them through
every time it comes to this
Whenever this somber falls upon the house
And all inside are sucked into the yelling
I curl into a ball left in the hole
Nothing but darkness covers the wet tears as they stream down my face
Wiping away the burning ache of what has come over us all
Getting out is the only thought , but how
No way but the front door , left wide open
Wide open for the next victim
What ever shall I do
No one knows
Copyright ©2003 Nicole Walsh
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