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Why do people feel the need to fill every moment of silence with random babbling that no one actually cares to hear? Can we have another round of 'Silence is Golden' for all the kiddies in the ATL?

I loved once,
But then it went away.
I loved twice,
And still it did not stay!

I loved thrice!
A mere minute of the year.
I loved once more still,
And failed to stay my dear.

She said look at this!
These wrists, bone-white.
She says look at this!
These lips, blood-red.
These eyes, almost dead.

Do I look you ask?
No, I look away.
She goes, away.
Screams in the black.

I look back
Finally I look
No turning back.
Screams in the black.

The room is full of memory.
Memory in many shapes.
There's a note, there's a picture.
A candle and some drapes.

These material goods all around.
And each oner makes not a sound.
Yet when I look at them,
They yell yell yell! and shake the ground.

Vote for Bella!

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I wrote again.
Kind of...