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Invisible Wound

Life goes on
all around me.
Others don't know,
nor do they see.
My silent pain
rages inside.
All I want to do
is cry and hide.
Tears are falling
like pouring rain,
cold rivulets
of icy pain.
My heart is empty
and it feels broke.
I try to talk,
but I just choke.
This inner pain
hurts so bad
as I think of all
we could've had.
My empty arms
ache to hold,
but all that's felt
is bitter cold.
But life goes on
all around me.
Others don't know,
nor do they see.

By Stephanie Marottek
for Amanda Joy - Stillborn March 2, 2000

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