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A day of silence
It is suppose to be
But today is loud
Oh what irony

People scream
In protest of us
Our silence is broken
So is our trust

I do not speak
On this day
In hopes that our future
Will be okay

That the torturing
Teasing
The hurtful words
Will stop

I pray
I cry
I shout
Protest my silence

*****, fat,
Gay, les
******, dyslexic
******, deaf

But the word
The one sentece
I havnt hear today
Was I am sorry
And things will soon be okay

— The End —