Adriana's Poetry: A collection

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My eyes burned as salty tears slowly streamed down my cheeks,

I have tried suppressing my sorrow for so long now,

It's time to cry but still, I bite my lip and pray that not a single sound will spill out of my mouth,

My throat grows sore and hurts as I do,

Gasps slipped out and I hurriedly brought up my hand to muffle my cries,

I closed my eyes hard and more tears escaped out of my eyes.