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Poetry (free verse) - nil.

you have

planted a "string"

deep inside my throat

wound it around flesh over and over again

and i have lost count


i tried to scream

i couldn't

the thread was too tight

and the wound dyes it crimson

you laugh

say that it could have been worse

after all

you could have cut my tongue out


i cannot speak

cannot laugh

cannot cry

even if i could

the string would just be wound tighter

and tighter

until it snaps my throat in half


yet it's always as if

you are right

and i am wrong

the whole world revolves around you

after all

you have terrorised those who once tried

to speak up

until their words mean nothing


what am i doing wrong

what must i do

for you to remove the string

or even just loosen it

just the tiniest bit

so that i can speak

i want it back

i want my throat back

i want my voice back

i want my life back


i want me back

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