The truth

June 1, 2017
By young.wit BRONZE, Tyngsboro, Massachusetts
young.wit BRONZE, Tyngsboro, Massachusetts
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I cry
Sometimes when I’m alone
I cry,
Stress is the one that keeps
Me awake,
I can feel each heartbeat as
Each tear comes out,
My hands gripping my chest,
Heart crying out loud but no
One can hear,
Silence is never told to become
Clear out loud.



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