When they do not listen, I hope they read

Mon, 08/12/2013 - 19:27 -- shari

I'm different. You yell, I cry.

An explosion that echos, you cannot hear me. 

I leave my words on your pillow.

Because when you don't listen,

I hope you read. 

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