Silent cries

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Silent cries

As I sit and write my poetry
These two eyes of mine
See the talent I have in doing it
But what's the use
When no one don't even noticed
How I yearn to be heard worldwide
And touches anyone soul
With my artistic words
I breathe poetry in every way
Thus when words fall
From the ink of my pen
I'm always prepared
To form each one together
And create beauty on a sheet of paper
However; I'm hungry for recognition
And wishes someone, somewhere,
Could hear my silent cries.

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