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Through the Act
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Poetry I feel the sense of loneliness,
Despite the surrounding crowd,
I can hear the silence,
Even though the room is loud,
I see the sparkling tears,
In the midst of your laughter,
I can cleary see the rain,
Even in the rainbow after,
I know the art of evasion,
Of hiding your pain from others,
I know the rocks you lay your head on,
Though you swear they were feathers,
I can factor in your weakness,
Though all they see is strength,
I know you've made a decision in moments,
When it looks as though you've thought at length,
I can tell the hidden nightmares,
In the sweetest of your dreams,
I can see the darkness enclosing,
On your slivers of moonbeams,
I see how your arms hand loosely,
When another advances for a hug,
But mostly, through the act of hatred,
I can see the glow of love.
