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    dots Submission Name: The Silence Remembersdots

    Author: isis_lenore
    Elite Ratio:    3.78 - 459/207/102
    Words: 270
    Class/Type: Prose/I hate you
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    dotsThe Silence Remembersdots

    The silence remembers-
    The Man, still a boy in his dreams.
    He who was to instill hope
    only to smash it in his fists.
    His windows of perception-
    so small,
    He could see no wrong
    in crushing her ambition.

    The silence remembers
    what was left unsaid.
    The language of memory
    translating the hate
    and the fear...

    The silence remembers-
    His rage,
    Her will
    to fight.

    The silence remembers,
    the firecracker she was-
    what her pain shaped into.
    An empty shell afraid to run
    there is nowhere to -

    Sketches of the soul,
    wisp through the silence-

    Remembering ...

    Did she deserve this?
    Did she provoke him?
    was it her fault-
    He loved her so much?

    He would be lost in a passion
    of making her break.
    Laughing -
    at the tears,
    streaming down her face.

    Screaming for him to-
    She Could be good.
    She Would be good.

    But He, just smiled
    He always knew-
    She was a liar.

    His words,
    spraying like acid-
    eating her away.
    His fists flew-
    to find an answer...

    Why wasn't she Listening?

    Finally, He stopped.
    Standing tall-
    over Her.

    Maybe this time,
    She has learned-
    her lesson.
    He could be right-
    He Was Right.

    She was wrong.
    She was wrong....

    So far,
    F a r-
    from the damage-

    Only seeing,
    she could be broken.

    She was broken.

    She can't run-
    She can't hide-
    from the darkness-
    instilled in her mind.

    the silence.

    Submitted on 2007-11-16 18:39:04     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      Great write!!! Kind of sad, but I knowa lot of people go though this. Your not alone.
    Thanks for sharing.
    Kelley Frost
    | Posted on 2007-11-25 00:00:00 | by whendt | [ Reply to This ]
      It's a well-written poem and can definitely be true. I read about domestic abuse in a gender studies I'm taking in college. I also have personal experience of sorts. Expressive and honest.
    | Posted on 2007-11-16 00:00:00 | by fate_s nemisis | [ Reply to This ]

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