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rustle
rustle
scream silently

couldn't sleep again. these nightmare don't rock me to sleep anymore. now all they do is keep me awake.

can't do much except scream into my pillow. don't want to get in trouble now.

its starting to rain. just a trickle. but its here.

its calming me once again. its like it new i was in pain. now the only thing filling my mind are these droplets hitting the ground with speed but landing gently.

sometimes words are like the rain as well.

some words can calm you. others can start up a storm.

guess people can't see that.

people are so clouded with judgment and only finding ways to better themselves instead of just seeing whats around them.

everyone is so self centered. even if they are the most seemingly unselfish person you have ever met.

they think about only themselves as well sometimes.

since no one is perfect.

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