Your actions were like a pillow that smothered the voice of my emotions.
It was a rope that choked out the life of my passion.
Your words were bars that held me captive in my minds prison
and the pain that sliced through me
slowly let my sanity seep out.
Now a scar is forming, a scar that is healing,
I'm starting to breathe again
escaping the prison by silencing your cold hateful grasp.
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