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It got more than intense. Angry flying words were seen, the chill from the breeze as the pain from within spilled into the night. Nothing kept quite. Everything bleeding on the inside kept feelings aroused as the silence screamed with hurt. Tears spilling down as the chill arose within, the mercy of surrendering was never seen. Guilty feelings crashing all around, drowning in the anguish I wished I could rewrite. Waiting for the change that brings the dark side is something that secretly cannot hide. Letting go and seeing the pain of what I cannot shake drives more feelings in whats left to take. The bittersweet taste upon my lips, my heart and unfiltered through my mind, oh its so hard to be kind. ~Tera Davis
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 02:33:27 +0000

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