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Inner Turmoil

My heart is held in an iron grip,
Vengeful fingers squeeze tightly.
With words emanating from your lips
You gouge out my beating heart.

My feelings of adoration frozen in place,
No longer able to operate.
A somber expression is clear on my face
As my heart cries out in anguish.

My head screams wails of woe,
Yet no one is able to discern.
No one has the ability to know
The inner turmoil within my soul.

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