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means to an end.
poetry [ ]
noose

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by [tanagrablack ]

2004-09-22  |     | 



the cars run in silence,
along the streets
we come so violent,
all torrents,
spitting out the garbage
we were fed with.
voices sing in my head,
and i don't wanna hear,
nothing left but dead echoes
marking disasters in the past,
marking what everything
got anulled, got wasted,
got trashed and dumped.
in my heart. crumbled.

and what meant something,
now means more, almost nothing,
almost not even there.
disappointing to return
again and again
to those same moments.
and, still, the sidewalks bleed silent.
the last days. that never seem to end.
of this tragedy.
you don't see me.
at all.

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