These are the unmentioned tears that you saw through these words. The stories untold and the whispers unheard. There's so much you don't know yet you're willing to grasp everything within this room. The squint of my eyes as I stare back wondering what's going through your mind. I can't trust ones words, tell me whatever you want but don't expect me to believe you. There's nothing you can do to make me believe words that you say. I'm like Thomas, I don't believe until I see. There's more to things than meets the eye. Look deeper you might discover things, whether you like it or not; things exist.
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