17 Kayla Natoli The girl who cried, All through the night, Feeling emptiness inside, Yet hiding at the sight. But during the day, She shows a smile. A smile that would never decay. Showing that life is worthwhile. She led her life this way. Showing a facade. Day by day. Following her way to be odd. Then a new kid came. With a blank stare. He seemed the same. Like the girl, he was a snare. He too cried at night. With tears like a river. Crying, hidden, and out of sight. Every sniffle. Every quiver. They shared the same pain. Together learned to heal. And learned to love again. Breaking the seal. The girl who cried, No longer hid. And the boy who died Is the one who lived. the girl who cried
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