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That door, the door I locked shut,

It opened, just briefly.

The moment you said that,

Said you were going through what I had,

I felt it, that numbness in my heart,

That aching in my chest.

All those memories of you suffering cause me pain,

All the things I should of done better.

I can hear the scream of grief howling inside me,

If I let that out, everything will fall apart.

That door, the door I locked shut,

It opened, just briefly,

So I shut it again.

By Lucy Williams

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