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Dec 2010
there is a rock
that sits outside my door
day by day.
it's there, with no intention of moving.
with my arms, i push
with my legs, i kick
it laughs at my pitiful attempts
telling me it's useless
covered in sweat and dirt
i cry. why won't you budge?
and then i realize
it's a woman. trapped in stone.
i want to help. let me break through.
her laughing rings in my ears.
no chance. no way.
you'll be trapped.
i can feel the grime
seeping into my pores.
there is nothing i can do.
i push. push. push.
my arms have turned to jelly
one last kick and i hear a snap
the pain consumes me and my face
hits the dirt

this is where she wanted me all along.
i wanted to help you.
i wanted to set you free.

you wanted me at your feet.
you wanted me to suffer.

i crawl to her.
with one last effort, my arms find the
middle. i give a squeeze
and hope that it'll be enough

i've snapped. and the pieces are breaking off
Amber S
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