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Quiet

October 22, 2009

By HurtTiger, jacksonville, FL

im tired of your memories
lets stay here in reality
you keep speeking words to me
really, im not listening
i burn alive from every word
deep fried, so crispy, like the bird
that cannot ever fly away
i dont want to be forced to stay
hating every word you say
getting hotter every day
not going to hurt you- im provoking
will i save you?- leave you choking
silly feet anger wells doing a dance
and it will not give you a chance
the horror, humor, and romance
is as tired as the dog that profusely pants
i need you to hush before my anger is topped
if i get my hands on you
forever you'll stop.






-YK

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