I Cry

Do not ask me, "Why I cry"
Do my sounds of weeping
leave you dry?

Have you ever felt an ache
so deep , it thrust itself
to speak
Silence can no longer stay
in the bleeding cut,that will
not heal its wound away

Should I let you stay ?

The answer comes from the
feeble cloak you wear
and the others disregard from you
when you severed their hearts

I cry no more for thee
I am alive and free

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