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SILENT TEARS
Each day as evening starts to set, the ache builds in her chest. She knows she must go to bed and try and get some rest.
She hugs her tearstained pillow close, when no one is around d and cries for the one she loved and lost and screams without a sound.
Others see her in the day, and thinks she is doing well. But everyday as evening sets, she enters her own hell.
Time hasn’t healed her pain at all or quietened her fears, so every night alone in bed. She sheds those silent tears.
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She hugs her tearstained pillow close, when no one is around d and cries for the one she loved and lost and screams without a sound.
Others see her in the day, and thinks she is doing well. But everyday as evening sets, she enters her own hell.
Time hasn’t healed her pain at all or quietened her fears, so every night alone in bed. She sheds those silent tears.
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