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Tears stream down your face,&


Tears stream down your face, but they are never to make a sound, because you tears should be hidden in the deep dark abyss where it's only so quiet all around,Because silence is the new heavenly bliss...to say a word you run the silent spell,oh how some words are better left unspoken , for spoken misery is depression's much loved token Yes spokn word of misery are seen as sinsand sins only lead to hell.It's known far and wide that yoor silence is best unbrokn,so let your tears run but only when your alone because all souls living or dead know that visible tears are stories that have finaly shed stories that have finally spoken but are untold stories that allow others  to see straight to your soul

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