I hear them screamng
those voices I know
Although they are silent
The peircing noise effects me so
They have no compassion
They have no shame
They only ruin my life
with their screaming game
They are in the past
Yet they echo through my ears
The voices of sorrow
The voices of tears
I think about the times
When these voices were conceived
The times I cry about
And the times I grieve
The people I thought
That I knew and could trust
Continue to reveal
The lies they hid from us
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Fading happiness
Hello people, I am Grace. I utterly hate where I live and my school. I probably a lot of poems in here...probably depressing ones but for those who don't like them shut up and go away. I hope anyone who was bored and decided to read this enjoys...
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