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Like fire hidden deep inside cotton, no one sees the smoke of my pain. I wear a calm face, cold and steady, while a thousand storms rage within me. Every smile I give is borrowed from a heart that is quietly breaking. People think silence means peace, but silence can be the loudest cry. I walk among them as if nothing is wrong, yet every step burns my soul. The nights grow heavier, and the weight inside my chest never leaves. I learned to hide my wounds behind a quiet voice and tired eyes. No one notices the flames because I became an expert at pretending. Outwardly I am cold as winter, but inwardly I am turning to ashes. The hardest battles are the ones fought without a sound. I keep my pain locked away, carrying it alone through every day. And while the world sees a calm face, I am slowly burning in silence.


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