A Scream

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Sometimes I just want the deafening, can't breathe screamthat shatters the weight on my chest  leaving me empty. the one that burns my throatand provides a bed of tears for my comfort. 
My breath haltsA quiet gasp escapes my lipsThe bones in my chest breakMy limbs quiver and shake All feeling is lost
I write for every time I cannot speak. For the nights where a whisper will shatter the silence And the shards will pierce my hazy mind. For the days when the curves of my lips cannot being to shape
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