Scream Poem by Virgil Howard

Scream

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The scream of silence,
the trees have fallen,
the eve of the scream,
the harpies have callen.

The cry of emptiness,
the heart has been broken,
the flames of fulfilment,
the cigar has been smoken.

The howl of weakness,
the happiness has ended,
the strongest of hearts,
will never be mended.

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