Death's Shadow

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Silent Storms - Poem by Death's Shadow

The deed is done,
the knife is red,
the war has begun.

There is no turning back,
it is a battle of wills,
who wants peace more.

You yell and grab the knife,
he says I'll kill her,
I say it's no big deal, I'm fine.

When hours seem like weeks,
and days seem like years,
silent storms rage,
and indecision plagues the mind.

Every day,
I die a little more
trying to protect him
and trying to let no one see,
we are not at peace.

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  • (5/10/2011 12:16:00 PM)

    seems like it's based on a true story...very impressive... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 10, 2011

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