By: SheridanCraneFitzgerald@hotmail.com
Your voice is so silent...
It's raining outside
While you manage to keep
Your feelings inside.
Your eyes can be cruel,
Speaking to me.
While your voice remains silent,
They're all I can see.
You shed your emotions,
And brand me with tears;
The kind of thing
I've not experienced in years.
You hail a thunderstorm
On me from within,
Echoing throughout me
Like a silent sin.
The kind of emotions
I used to covet;
I now lay down
And softly protest.
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