Not mine

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Not mine

Tell me,
If a person falls apart
Alone in the dark,
Does it make a sound?
And if it does make a sound,
Is it as loud and devastating
As a decaying broken heart
When it is finally found?
Or is it the sound
Of soft strangulation hidden
That we miss all the time
Behind the words like "I'm fine"?

-Nikita Gill

(This poem is not mine)

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