Silent Cry
Invisible like the wind, a hand cold as ice is closing off my scream. shutting out everyone - ending my chance at a rescue. Now the creature is bubbling within, trying to escape from sealed lips. will it finally be heard? Banging on the walls surrounding us, needing someone to help and know the secret within. its been haunting me since the beginning of time. hurry before the creature within begins to take its toll on us for there is no escape for him... or me.
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