The Untold

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The tears I shed reflect my pain,
Unknown events happening each day.
What I experience no one dares to imagine,
Betrayal, guilt, imprisonment.

To no one I mentioned a word,
Nothing was seen nor heard.
No man is said to be an Island, yet I stand alone.

Emotionally I'm a wreck,
Physically I seem fine.
No one may ever know, because I kept it all inside.



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