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Diminishing
Some dismiss it as selected
others feign not to know
All the while they watch, with relish
your decent into madness, slow
They see the screams behind your eyes
But deafen their ears to suit
Lest they somehow be infected
By this emotive mute
To all is displayed your sorry state
Too extreme to conceal, too intense to hide
Still they begrudge you, your meagre slice
Your motives they decide
No words seep from their set mouths
To acknowledge what is seen
Attempts to convey emotions are quickly revered,
clean
Still they envy you, your strength it musts
To keep it ever silent
That piercing internal scream
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