The way I cry isn't loud.
Its soft and you can barely hear it.
Sometimes my whole body shakes,
And I feel like im gonna break.
Then the tears fall down,
Without a sound.
The only thing that escapes from me is my tears.
Not a sound escapes my lips,
Not even when I slip.
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Poems
PoetryThe first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!
