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by NaTashaSwift Mar 2, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
As i sit in bed at night, and listen to the noises, i cry silent tears. As i sit in my class, and do my work, i cry silent tears. As i go out with friends, and hang out anywhere, i cry silent tears. As i talk on the phone, and do what i do best, i cry silent tears. Silent tears are ever heard, nor ever seen, because they're inside me.