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The Silent Tearsour hearts are rendered helpless as we watch their bodies become lethargic and useless before our eyes people become tired of our cries and pleas we turn silent they eventually turn their backs and walk away once more we cry the silent tears we know not where to turn no one can help they say we begin to sound like a broken record but they cant seem to wear our shoes even one day they dont hear the repeated phrases day in day out once more we cry the silent tears they dont realize you tell them is forgotten 5 min later every time you slip from sight they panic there is so much we deal with everyday that most people shy away from too much to bear once more we cry the silent tears they fail to realize this disease doesnt care today it is us but tomorrow may be them we try to tell them we try to warn them before its too late and they become one of us once more we cry the silent tears Vote for this poem
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