I bite my lip and feel the prickle
Of the tears threatining to fall.
I try my hardest to not
Let anyone see them starting to fall.
I can wait for tonight,
When I know I will be alone.
I can wait a couple more hours
To cry away the pain.
Just a couple more hours,
To fall asleep once again to the
Tear stained pillow.
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