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I was there when she was writing
I felt her pen on paperthere to stay there to pay
I saw her writing me againmy brain is bleedingmy eyes are melting to my heartshe places the end just before the start"to lay and die" she thinks to my ears
I can hear her heart and feel her pain
I understand but, can do nothinga diary is me, a diary can't scream out her namewhy is it that I'm the only one who knowscan't they hear her tears hit the floorwhy is my mouth locked like a prison door
I wish I could tell someone
I kiss her swollen lips, and blood-she can't bight her tongue-swallowher wordstouch her blue face, touch her scarred backand ripped down pride, broken side, ripped out hair, hide her tearsand lieshe knows of acid trips and cloudsof rape and placentaplacid eyes can't hide her fears from meshe says it all and I listen, and I hear her hearts callfor help a birds falldeadly games, the loser goes away for ever, till never and I comewhy is it that I'm the only one who knowscan't they hear her tears hit the floorwhy is my mouth hers to quiet
I wish I could tell someoneyou can't hear her tears fall,you can't hear her hearts call,and when it comes. all in all, you won't hear her hearts beat
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