no savior
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No Savior
suddenly the hatred
tears through my viens
pulsating
driving me insane
curses restrict me
no matter how hard i struggle
like a wild animal
stranded in the city
new things terrify me
and i calm the primal urge
to scream that has filled me
boiling and burning
control won't let me be
focus my energy
into one last breath
hope leaves me
and still no one learns
from watching my death

~erika boal
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