The faint sirens sounding,
The screech of wheels hits,
All connected to the phone ring,
Which tears me to tiny bits,
I can't control my distress,
The depression, the anger,
And my big lack of rest,
The noise, it pounds through,
And the light, oh it blinds,
I don't know what to do,
As it sizzles my mind.
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!!!! www.happycows.eu. Helo! รa Va? The name's Dana, Dana Dana, (Day.na). I'm 13, come from a big family of very... loud people, despite that I am quiet, and keep to myself. I like spongebob (He made me who I am today.) I usually write poems, sometimes a story, and blogs if I'm lacking in poetry ideas. 'One can be addicted to a certain type of sadness' unknown person, please stop writing about me. ยกยกยกยก
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