that unspeakable moment that left
us
heart --
wrenched
and riddled with grief;
overwhelmed in
paralysing melancholy.
we swore never to speak
of it again but little
did we know how
it only became stronger;
that insidious pain with a grip
on our entire being that sucks
the breath, and binds
our bones.
we are broken --
silent sufferers.
---
prose (here)
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