warm on my cheeks
the music,
boiling and loud,
is not yet loud
enough to eliminate
the din of hatred
roaring in my thoughts.
Sent from my iPod
1.03.2010
all too familiar
i can feel the anger
warm on my cheeks
the music,
boiling and loud,
is not yet loud
enough to eliminate
the din of hatred
roaring in my thoughts.
warm on my cheeks
the music,
boiling and loud,
is not yet loud
enough to eliminate
the din of hatred
roaring in my thoughts.
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