It's like a dream, the words floating in air,
You scream and yell, your voice tries to compare,
The screen is on mute, illiterate cries,
The built up tension begins to rise,
Anger explodes like shards of glass,
Time, for a moment, ceases to pass,
Adrenaline escapes from my fingertips,
I clench down, blood drips from my fists,
My eyes light up with fire,
I'm tired of being a "liar",
I'm forced to shut you up once again,
Or you would've stopped, who knows when,
I take a seat on a chair, listening to your pleading cry,
Finally they stop, and I let out a relieved sigh,
I walk to your room, kneel by your bed,
Just had to make sure you were really dead.

 
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