It's a voice screaming inside.
But there's no voice that comes out.
It's a feeling.
But there's no feel.
It's like a crime.
And I'm the one who die.
YOU ARE READING
I don't know yet.
PoetryI can scream but it isn't enough. It's not enough 'cause these screams are silent. (Written by me)
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It's a voice screaming inside.
But there's no voice that comes out.
It's a feeling.
But there's no feel.
It's like a crime.
And I'm the one who die.
