Silent war (short)

by enfant du tordu chagrin   Mar 30, 2006


My eyes are burning, molten fire
My heart's voice rises, a mournful choir
I'm lost inside, i can't get free.
Wrapped in the pain, of being me.
So many conflicts boil and rage,
as this war i silently wage.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Erikah

    I liked this and how you related yourself to a silent war; esp. by the words you used.

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