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Nothing Moves

Why can't I scream?
I try to make words,
but sound is buried deep within me and cannot seem to escape.
Why can't I bleed?
My blood no longer flows,
because my heart no longer beats.
Why can't I pull the trigger?
I will tell you why.
You broke me down until nothing moved.
You stole every shred of my shattered heart.
You ground it fine, then spit it out.
Now nothing breaks free.
Scraps of me lie on the ground,
and finally,
I can scream





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