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Ariel Syleos Poem
as she walks the halls
with his blood in her
hand, thinking this
is grand.
so mean and so
ungrateful two-faced
and unregretful.
this may be her son
so lonly and so alone
he feels he needs to run.
but with no strength he
yells and yells and all you
could her was the echoes
in the cells.
she enters his cell, with
his blood on the floor and
notices the door, it... was... open
and he was... gone.
she said with a soft voice my
love have you no sympathy for me.
but all you could hear was the
wind...
my love i have no other...
this was no son this was
her brother.
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Ariel Syleos Poem
breathing hard,
no one there,
no where to go,
and all alone.
is there no foe?
my tears flow like
a river of water.
my heart is pounding
like i ran hundreds and
hundreds of miles.
my eyes are red like
the color of my blood.
my body feels dead i
feel i have no head.
(bubbles)
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Ariel Syleos Poem
blood is on the floor
wishing i wasnt born
the razors in the sink
hoping i can think
i feel bad for what ive
done i feel i cannot
run.
yelling in my head
wishing i were dead
in the corner all
alone... there is no
foe
i count to 1 wishing
i could run.
i count to 2 hoping
i wont lose.
i count to 3 wishing
i was free.
i count to 4 but... there is no door.
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Ariel Syleos Poem
as i walk up the stairs
wondering what i heard
not knowing where it
came from
THEN......
The End
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Ariel Syleos Poem
the time i see your face
is the time im in a new
place.
the time i dont see you
is every second i miss
you.
the time im not there
shows how much i
care.
to: CICI
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