What They Don't Know Will Kill Them.

July 7, 2011
I cry
at night
alone
in my room
every night.
They never hear me,
because I am a silent weeper.
If I ever
say the truth
out loud
I will surely shatter
into tinny bits,
and fall beneath their line of vision.
Not that they will ever notice my absence.





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