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    The night air

    seemed to choke upon itself

    Half capitalized words

    that strong to the senses

    expressed the angry cry

    that haunted deep the emotion

    And tore the silence apart.

    Thick the dark vestige

    exudes its final demise

    Upon the soft delicate palate.

    The eyes

    filled to the raging pain

    glared its tearful restrain

    and speckled the sheets

    like rain drops heavy burdened

    her cries, like a coming and fading storm

    reached out upon the horizon

    questioned every wrong

    And begged its justice.

    © Alisdaire O'Caoimph