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by Robert Jan 2, 2008 category : Life, society / other
Images of silent screams tired eyes and broken dreams wasted tears and bitter thoughts dashing hopes that life has brought walking past dark painted roads half naked and freezing cold neon colored burnished tears taking baby steps, trembling with fear obscene memories, bruised and raped in my subconscience, videotaped yet still walking on these roads of clay fck what happened yesterday building castles of plasticine eager to know what's left unseen building new hopes, carving new dreams getting rid of these silent screams