Eyes are the window to the soul
But they can't ever know
I don't have a soul
Having one would mean
That people can dean
What it is I need to heal
But nobody knows how I feel
They don't know how I cry
How I beg to my core
For tomorrow to not come
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silent screams
Poetrythe screams of the soul from someone who has suffered loss, pain, and heartbreak. everything we all want to say but never can. for all my wordsmiths, this one is for you. #1 in rhyme #5 in poetry #1 in poetry collection #2 poeticjustice
