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It's all just primal screaming now
Unheard
Side to side my head rocks
Reliving those nights
Ridding my cheeks of newly cried tears
Trying
Begging
Hoping the memories fade
And all I'll remember of you
Is the
Good
As usual
I'm the one with the pencil
And the tissue
And the jazz
And the humidity
When is my turn up?
Who's It next?
Cause I'm tiring of this mindless game
So my stomach sits leaden
The butterflies absconded
And my eyelashes flutter and fan
Drying
I'll sit back and see what happens
But this chair isn't all that comfortable
So scream
Mallory Howard is a sophomore at GWU from Westborough, MA majoring in International Conflict & Security Studies and minoring in Philosophy. She is an active member of the GW Troubadours and Alpha Delta Pi sorority.
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