Trapped In Silence Poem by bro oke
Trapped In Silence
Silence, Silence, every were,
Silence, Silence, Im gunna pull out my hair,
Not talking, Still working,
I think my voice is going come lerking,
If I dont stop now,
Then I will have to move to lau,
I NEED TO TALK OR ELSE
Poem by brooke about doing not talking for her 40 hour famine
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: hair,silence
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8/28/2026 4:29:11 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Wow! This is great...sounds like a rough day in the office?