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Title: The Mourning
Author: Anonymous
Date Submitted: 7/21/2008

 
Poem: Prisoners in my brain cells
Containing my brand of hell
All my memories dead and rotting
Their numbers branded
Like serial murders
Within the shades of grey

Playing with a 45
The sun catching me crying in bed
The night time shadows won’t disappear
A razor blade severing reality
Suicidal words with skull and crossbones

House of cards built on sands of fears
The ebb tide carrying me out to sea
Hello, again my pretty nightmare
Please tell me you’re done here…...