Silent Scream If i talk about it, it becomes real. If it becomes real i have to truly feel it. Feel the shame, the rage the despair; feel the poison you administered running through my veins. I fear my heart may stop; Or that it will beat with such force, i shatter into shards of glass. I still feel you near me. I am still chained... Will freedom ever come?
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