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every day we plaster a smile upon our face to hide the inner turmoil with a polished grace every day we chatter we pass each other by every day we laugh, we smile every day we lie we ask: "hello, how are you?" breezily we reply: "I'm fine, thanks and you?" we say: "very well, thanks, goodbye" there's one thing never mentioned one thing never spoken of it's a guilty secret the thing that he calls "love" silently we suffer our voices never heard quiet as the midnight our we never speak a word mouths forever shut speaking out is forbidden constant anguishing the pain is always hidden quietly we learn to live with all the fear forever terrified we push away all we hold dear silently we fight forever marching on step after step towards to breaking dawn we hold aloft our swords composed of shrieking light to pierce the darkness of our persistent night as we wage our battle our voices ring loud and clear the silence is ceased and we will share our plight for all to hear no one should live in darkness so I will let my story be a catalyst I hope to set my silent sisters free
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 5:49 PM UTC
Silently We Suffer
every day we plaster a smile upon our face to hide the inner turmoil with a polished grace every day we chatter we pass each other by every day we laugh, we smile every day we lie we ask: "hello, how are you?" breezily we reply: "I'm fine, thanks and you?" we say: "very well, thanks, goodbye" there's one thing never mentioned one thing never spoken of it's a guilty secret the thing that he calls "love" silently we suffer our voices never heard quiet as the midnight our we never speak a word mouths forever shut speaking out is forbidden constant anguishing the pain is always hidden quietly we learn to live with all the fear forever terrified we push away all we hold dear silently we fight forever marching on step after step towards to breaking dawn we hold aloft our swords composed of shrieking light to pierce the darkness of our persistent night as we wage our battle our voices ring loud and clear the silence is ceased and we will share our plight for all to hear no one should live in darkness so I will let my story be a catalyst I hope to set my silent sisters free
skye-fall-2
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May 17, 2013
May 17, 2013 at 5:49 PM UTC
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