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Invisible

I’m transparent
Made of cellophane
No one sees me
They don’t know the pain

If they saw
The tears I cry
Everynight
They’d ask, “Why?”

But that is
My very point
And I won’t tell
Sorry to disappoint

Sure they’ll see me
Once I speak
But if I didn’t
They wouldn’t freak

All I am
Is wind in their ears
But that’s okay
‘Cause they won’t see the tears

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