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    4 ways

     The girl lets silver tears
    Slither down her cheeks
    As she blasts her music,
    Urging herself to forget.
    The boy plays her favorite
    Song, as he mourns the
    Pain of the heartbreak
    She left him.
    The girl tunes her
    Guitar as the band
    Prepares to play,
    Expressing themselves
    In the only way they know.
    The brother turns the volume still
    Louder,
    As he holds his sister
    Close, chasing the sounds
    Of the fighting downstairs
    Away from her
    Young ears

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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