Smile, laughter.

Dancer, singer

Minister, writer

The outside that others see is just that

The outside.

Many times I have sat in rooms rocking, crying, full of pain.

The secrets of what happened.

I feel as though I am destined to spend my days where no one breaks the silence

So I am left quietly dying.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Things I feel in my silent darkness.

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