Dead People Can't Scream
She ran out the door
Leaving tears on the floor
As rain falls like it was ment for her way
Just to cover her tears as she rans far away
She followed the moon that kisses the mountain
As she was giving all her strength that remain
Her desire was 20 steps more
As she saw candlesticks leading to a dark door
She felt that
Her hands were cold as ice
Her eyes were already dry
Her dress was white with petals of roses
As she continues to hear the unknown voices
Suddenly she hears the bell chiming,
Screaming, people were crying
She opens the door
screaming louder than the banshee
Realising
everyone was crying in her Coffin
Kurt Geric Dili
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