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I spend too many nights thinking
Wondering, writing, dreaming
Of someone who doesn't even think of me
some people live in silence lock the truth away
suffering abuse much to scared to say.
living with the fear  living in distress
living in there lonliness with there life a mess.

hoping maybe oneday there torment it will  cease
there suffering will go and they can live in peace.
at last they will be free. and they can have there say.
then at last there silence can now go away.

— The End —