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Silent Screams

You Pretended to be As a predator you Watched Waited Striked Your ruthless hungry feed of the blood of the new Satisfying your frustrations because of your mistakes With each second of your day you molded them into what you wanted them to be A Book one after the other filling each page with a controlled evil from your hands and mind Making sure that each strike of your hand on the book satisfied your demented mind Angry with who you are you created these books filled with empty pages with doubt You filled them with stuck ways and confusion of independence Stories of misfortune and empty love Shamelessly completing your endeavors by using these books as your slaves Not giving love just because Only giving love to make sure that the Silent Screams remained silent Yet you never thought before you started creating your story in these books You never thought that these Silent Screams would one day burst into motion Letting out sound and vindication Now you sit scared for your life Your history hunting you every day For what laid behind each book cover was anger and a thirst for justice to be served against you Those Silent Screams from the new has cried out against you Now you're going to pay by the hands of the law Because with time doing what's wrong will catch up to you You live each day looking over your shoulder One day your world will fall and crumble All because you couldn't be humble Showing no love beyond that irrational mind of yours You lose

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