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The Night Screams
The night screams,
the thoughts roar, deafening the night,
Swept away by the torrent of emotions,
plunged down the thundering cataract of despair.
Dead silence now encompasses everything.
And even though the heart screams with bursting lungs,
Your ears cannot hear it anymore,
because you have been carried onwards like driftwood.
My hand could not hold onto yours any longer,
because you let go of it,
bereft of the breath that I once again wanted to instill you with..