No Noises
I scream
And shout
Still not making
Any noises
I try to talk
But nothing
Comes out
I try and try
Not getting
Anything right
I try to whistle
High and loud
But still
Nothing comes out
I think and think
Having nothing
Come to mind
I get a gun
As my last option
And put the saftey
On unlock
I hold it up
And pull the trigger
Something came out
No noises
But a bullet
That had my name
Written all over it
Copyright © Allison Unknown | Year Posted 2009
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