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Blink if you’re to weep so each eye can shed its burden
Making room for newer tears, cleansing fear from greasy curtains There’s only sorrow in the truth if it emerges against your will Dimensions reverse in seconds once tragedy’s revealed Convoluted youth’s are often ignorant of their facets We were in need of one another, like tools are to mechanics At first we stayed aloof to a mutual attraction tried to reproduce after a handful of interactions the conversation brought her in, sex only a bonus persuaded her to share the missing piece of doughnut but would go nuts if I didn’t answer a call even if I’d respond by texting a picture of my wall I was never home, or alone in her mind’s eye One day she threatened suicide, I said “fine, die” I looked April’s picture in the eyes asking, “will it ever change?” Tears welled up in oval windows shaking in their frames When the mirrored glass breaks, I’ll pick up a jagged piece Cut both wrists and write four words, “think before you speak.” |
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