Gone

by Katie   Mar 9, 2006


Bubbling and blowing like a gust of rage
rage of fire and gas
full of torment and suffering
like a tapping thumb that never ceases
the headache of life seems to continue
on and on it goes like a never ending scream
the headache continues
till the day the hurt will go away
the day the leaves whistle in the wind and the pain will have blown away
all with the close of a casket door
it's gone!
What was once a never ending headache
a never heard cry
built up forcing hate into the heart
hate towards all and everything
finally gone!

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