Martin Arriola Poems

I hear it as it calls to me
Its like a silent child speaking for the first time
It can be nothing yet everything
Her voice, it radiates in my ears
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After all I have done im left with sorrow.
Shes taken everything I live for.
Ashley is the name that shall forever ring in my ears.
The only thing left is this broken heart that will forever sore.
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It touches almost ever so softly.
You know the voice but it can't be her.
The shadows hold still.
The voice is ever so soft almost like velvet.
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The violence never ends.
The gun shots ring out from dusk till dawn.
Everyone has abandoned this city.
Its ran by ghost who souls have no hope.
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