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The yelling and shouting.
The sound so frustraiting.
The constant bickering.
Going in circles,
The pools of blood on the souls of the victums.
The deafening silence after the shouting.
The burst of violence that follows the sounds of anger.
Frustration of the ones who shout.
And the pools of blood on the souls of the victumized.
The deafening silence that fills the hearts and ears of those who shout.
The only sound is of rolling thunder and rain that falls on heavy and death, Filled nights.
The only sound that the hurt and the hurting can ...