No one feels the pain inside. no one hears my mind cry. for all the things that I have seen, no one knows of these. Maybe one day they will, but today it cannot spill. Over the years I've learned to hide all the tears in my words. But I fear that one day all of this will be in vain. You'll see my face and know who I am, what I've done and what I've planned.
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Shity Poetry
PoetryApparently this isn't completely and utter shit Update: apparently this can make you cry. Just you know 🤷 fyi
