Only My Number Read Count : 19

Category : Poems

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Ironical or not, 
I cry louder when I smile.
  Because no one knows how much pain
 I hide behind these salty rains.  

When I am silent,
 I have much to say.
 I would talk for days without stopping to speak,
 But my words are precious,
 In which I hide strong feelings for someone
 Which never pays attention.

  When I become indifferent
 It means that I cared too much.
 But I was disappointed once again 
And I had to stop somehow the bleeds.

I mean more than a seductive glance,
Than a smile forced by friends.
More than someone claims to know me,
 Even if they got to know only my number.


  • Aug 23, 2020

  • Aug 23, 2020

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