I will put in this small box, a secret, yet unknown <br />the sound of happiness and laughter, so close but faint <br />the taste of salty tears running down my cheeks <br />time passing by so slow that it seems the day will never end this pain <br />the touch of darkness, blind but present <br />and the feeling of lonliness that will always be concealed<br /><br />Cynthia Sok<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/secret-6/
