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A cry in disguise

A cry is not just tears we see

It can be silence or a restless sleep's decree

When all joy fades and interest goes astray

Appetite shifts and loses its way

A hidden cry can wear a guise

Masked by the smiles in their eyes

So keep watch of those you hold dear

For cries disguised, be ever near

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This blog is a collection, a plethora of all the poems I've written yet and am yet to write. All my random unconventional thoughts in one place.

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