Screams

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I can see the birds singing,

I can feel the wind whistling,

I can taste the rain falling,

But I hear nothing.

I only hear the screams.

They exhist in my head.

They taunt me in my dreams,

They kill me in my sleep.

When,

When will they go away?

They tell me to let them out,

but I can't.

What will become of me?

I can feel the tears stream down my cheeks.

All because,

of the screams.

The screams that torture me,

the screams in my head.

The screams that one day will kill me.

The screams that just won't go away.

I can see the birds singing.

I can feel the wind whistling,

I can tastle the rain falling.

But I can hear nothing.

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