<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430788" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Silence Is Her Loudest Cry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hear her not when she cries, for her tears need not dress her face in order for you to adhere to her pain. <br>Even through sunshine at time it rains ' maybe food for thought, entice your brain'. <br>Do not let her denotion lead you, love her enough to see through. <br>If she was a story, she would be factual because the lies she tells is the happiness you see but the truth she feels in the 'LIES' she really needs. <br>If you really love her, you'll cry the tears she hides, so the time next she's silent she doesn't have to cry inside. <br>Don't let her smile lead you astray through silence listen to her pray. <br>Ironic how she wears makeup, hiding emotions that keep her locked up. <br>Feelings of anguish and pain that she confides in when you don't love her the same. <br>She too is human, she takes what she can, doesn't mean she can handle what she takes. <br>Profinity is loving her when she's in pain, coz in equivalence she dawns the face of that 'woman', who carried you for nine months and still cares. <br>Love her like its your last day, that when you love her tomorrow she'd live with no sorrow. <br>Love her enough to live in her world with her, then to live without her in yours. <br>Silence is her loudest cry, not to different from a coma life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kgagamatso+Chimelwane">Kgagamatso Chimelwane</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430788" data-title="Silence Is Her Loudest Cry de Kgagamatso Chimelwane" data-description="Hear her not when she cries, for her tears need not dress her face in order for you to adhere to her pain. Even through sunshine at time it rains ' maybe food for thought, entice your brain'. Do not let her denotion lead you, love her enough to ..."></div> </div> </div>

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