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Jul 10
I've died.
Again.
Silently without a threat,
I did not scream,
I did not wail,
I've died quietly,
Again.
Crying and pleading would make me nothing but a fool,
Begging to be seen would only make me a mule,
And so I will die silently,
And not make a sound,
Because ive cried to you before,
And you didn't turn around.
Written by
Radwa
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