poemranker ::Sandpaper by DevilTmptrss

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Free verse № 4145

Sandpaper

Member since 2002 · Posted 12 Jul 2002 · 1 comment

Licking at my inner ear, no longer can I stand it; Sandpaper. Harsh words I'm forced to hear. Yelling, volume increases, I scream, they shout, we fight. Help. Why? No more. It flows in jagged fashion, and strikes relentlessly. Quintessence of evil inside my hollow home eating away at sanity as I cry for one more breath.

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[2] deleted user 12-Jul-02/11:49 AM Reply
May I recommend taking up a sport?