Silent voices float amongst us
the ghost itself haunts us
tears shed endlessly
scarlet blood,
trails blurred
secrets hidden
murder consealed.
Shadows follow
guilt consumes
puppets on string,
what we're played with,
without being seen
Minutes
hours
time
Ice seeps from the air itself
every corner a mystery to tell
suspects, escapes
A murder happens,
as what becomes of your life.
Sometimes your closest friend is your greatest enemy.
A/N yaaahaa! yes, I just finished a murder mystery novel and I'm shaken shitless.
okay, so yesterday was april first ( April fool's day) and pranked my teacher by turning in my essay in another language. (he didnt specify it had to be in english XD)
and he got me back good today by marking points off my work and commenting in japanese. Hey! How can I correct my mistakes when I can't even read em!
*sulks in defeat*
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A Drop of Silence
Poetry- Sometimes Silence is the only water to your internal flames - ～～～～～～ Emotions that weave through my body and comes out through my words. ～～～～～～ Music that flows through my mind and feelings that battle against time. ～～～～～～ Allow the notes to guild...
