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Feb 2016
Quiet voices filling my head
Saying things all laced with dread
Scarlet tears running down my face
Running in rivulets at a steady pace
You cannot see them they are not there
Cause if you did you'd stop and stare
You picked and pried open my mind
To see the truths I couldn't hide
Gently they roll down my face
To all be bottled in a deep dark place
I hide them there for none to see
Cause none of them are filled with glee
Memories all hidden away
Collected and make up a rainy day
They roll and rumble like thunder in the sky
They were always meant for me to hide
Written by
Haley Smith  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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