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I Become Silent
There are festivals
In the colourful world
While I am so much, alone
I feel lonely
I do not complain
I do not say
I just smile
To cover up my tears
To hide my grief
But I often laugh
At my silly dreams
That will not prevail
Any reality, any hope
I have even endured
The pain of your gathering
Your presence
Your friends
I thought
You were my destiny
But you were the same
As others
False and liars
I did not; I do not
I will not ever complain
I become silent.
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"I Become Silent" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2021. Web. 19 Jan. 2021. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/58958/i-become-silent>.