Her

by Jenn   Sep 4, 2006


Her screams are silent
Piercing my ears
Her screams are fatal
Blood in my ears
Reaching out blindly
Grasp onto air
Her voice is a blur
It's cold in here
Memories haunt me
A shadow of hate
The silent moon
Foreshadow of Fate
A murder, a death
You're going to Hell
Look in the mirror
You'll understand well

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