my weakness inside me no one will ever know,
I'll show no emotion, my face a statue of stone
my hurt is mine and mine alone,
I'll hide my feelings for nobody to see
inside me, sorrow overwhelms me,
I'll turn my head away, my eyes and cheeks are dry
whilst inside me the tears flow and I cry,
I'll lie motionless not making a sound
whilst all my tears are inward bound,
I've perfected the art of crying
and inside I'm slowly dying.
� Maria Pillemer
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