Noise - Poem by shaniya hunt
The noise as loud as the train stomping its feet.
as loud as the schreeching of its stop.
in my mind the noise rises louder and pounds
harder and harder.
it forces me to come to a stop
my eyes as red as fire blazing from a stove.
it over loads in my head and i fall like and angel from the sky
im crying and the tears from my eyes falin like rocks from a volcano close to eruption.
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