Poetry is the conversation that occurs between my pen and paper because I've always been ......"Trapped inside myself with a void that seems to go unfulfilled, watching the clocks tick, But yet time remains still, silence deafening to my ear, but I can still manage to hear myself scream, waiting for tomorrow which means freedom, but its only merely a dream"-J.A Smith
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Published January 16, 2013
Literature & Fiction.