I heard a scream last night,
Pulling me from my dreams.
It sounded like murder, someone pulling at
Their heartstrings to get someone to hear them.I heard a scream last night,
And I ignored going out there into the dark
Because I feared the monster that was killing them.
I ignored it.
I fell back asleep.I heard a scream last night,
And I didn't do a thing.
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The Beginning To The End
PoésieI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.