no more loving arms to hold me
no more mouths to tell me
it will alright.
no more comfort.
only a heart wrenching gasp
where i want
to remember
every face.
and every song of pain.
like animal noises,
i hear my screams
trapped in the small space
where i tried to leave them
mingling with all the pain my group tried to lose.
i came out a different person.
so much i want to go back in and try and come out differently again.
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