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The Holiday's Over


Peace has rushed quickly
Out through the door,
And left me inside
With ear piercing roar.

It echoes my eardrums
And pounds on my heart,
Then punches my head
And cuts me so sharp.

The holiday's over.
They suffocate strong
And zap all my strength
And are not still for long.

They chatter together,
Don't listen or hear
And think they're the centre
Of the whole hemisphere,

I love them and hate them
And want them to grow,
But just a bit quieter
 And a little more slow.

Joy Weare.
3rd February, 2005.

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