you throw your words around
taking puzzled pieces and stirring them into sounds.
you shout and you scream, my ears bleed.
you point and you blame, every night, is the same game.
you’re running in circles,
there are no turns to make this right.
March 4, 2010 by heatherfeather
you throw your words around
taking puzzled pieces and stirring them into sounds.
you shout and you scream, my ears bleed.
you point and you blame, every night, is the same game.
you’re running in circles,
there are no turns to make this right.
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