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Can't you see I'm Crying? Not the liquid kind of tears But on the inside. More powerful painful- Than expression allows. I am trying Against all I was taught From my first day as a man "Do not cry" A scraped knee. "Do not cry" What if they laugh at me? "Do not cry" I learned so well I taught my physiological shell "Do not cry" And now I sit Struggling against myself Aching to spill This one tiny drop of pain Before it shatters my soul. And yet you- Prodding fool Foolishly **** Can't you see I'm Crying?
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Aug 13, 2010
Aug 13, 2010 at 10:59 AM UTC
Can't You See I'm Crying
Can't you see I'm Crying? Not the liquid kind of tears But on the inside. More powerful painful- Than expression allows. I am trying Against all I was taught From my first day as a man "Do not cry" A scraped knee. "Do not cry" What if they laugh at me? "Do not cry" I learned so well I taught my physiological shell "Do not cry" And now I sit Struggling against myself Aching to spill This one tiny drop of pain Before it shatters my soul. And yet you- Prodding fool Foolishly **** Can't you see I'm Crying?
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Aug 13, 2010
Aug 13, 2010 at 10:59 AM UTC
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