Poem
edited november twenty-eighteen
You get in the car and the music stays turned down
You know you're running from them,
from all the sounds
You sit in your seat and contemplate why
You want to sit in silence, All those voices inside
So you cut the music up
As loud as you can
In hopes to drown out those sounds
Screaming loud in your head
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kaenicole | NONSENSE
RandomA book filled with short rants, stories, poems, thoughts ... whatever I've also decided to include some alternative scenes for the stories I've already written. Some of these scenes may be from a completely different time and can even be completely...
