A guy wailing in silence, hiding his pains,
He himself acts so nice not letting
someone grasps his pains,
He's afraid of the world, to let them know
how he felt-
Indeed, even though he holds these pains
inside his own,
But his eyes and words tell these all.
His pain lies in the depth of his words,
His eyes - his eyes encircled with the
wounds of an unheard of cry
He wanted himself not to perish,
But-but deep inside-he knows,
One day he will be missed.
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