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I Never Cried
I never shed tears when they called me names Not even when they drove an intended distance My strength shone through and stood tall… But now I wonder, They strained to hear my voice when I had none Shouldered my uncomfortable stance They shattered my essence and decided my fate I never cried when they tore me up Paid no attention to their incisions, I smiled in times that required tears I spent… But I never cried I did not cry when the pain seared through, My love is eternal in spite of wear I never intended to be heard, Just to see it through in honour of my blood I see this fear as stated through time Pain induced can filter through mine I cannot brace my sins to shelter them all In time and rain my kind would fall I followed my way as stated by them A cold and measured wish to reform But these days require me to tell These nights are endlessly long And their pasted mornings make me cry
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