They say
every tear
that falls from my face
marks another forgotten voice.
If that is true,
I have lost many voices.
I have no voice left
to speak out
against the other
voices that are left.
I say
nothing
as i have no voice,
except for one hidden so deep,
no one can hear.
When a tear falls,
they say I've lost a voice,
when i have no voice
to loose.
I try to stay away
from the
voice I once knew,
which is hidden in the darkest dew.
I try to start anew,
far away from the others who knew
that my voice was lost
in the tears I cried.
No one knows,
though.
no one cares, though.
They stay hidden in
their perfect worlds,
trying not to care.
They say
every tear
that falls from my face
marks another forgotten voice.
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Is this about you? Because i care and im here to listen babez. Thinking its not about you, i like it. But when i know it is, it hurts. Altho its still nice poem.
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love it.
i really like this one... i can relate to this the same actually.... on
I try to start anew,
far away from the others who knew
that my voice was lost
in the tears I cried.
them people ruined my life, changed my life, and made me who i am and what i do Worse now...
keep writing...
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im glad that someone can relate. lots of people just look at my poems and then just blow them off as if they are nothing. i really am glad somebody could read it and feel like someone knows what i can relate.
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