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Constantly on the verge of tears
But I never cry
Want to split open, a carcass in heat
But never cry
Wells empty, sadness gone
Trying, but never come
Never came
Never come
Floating in mist, a fog of no name
No fixed abode
Destination incomplete
Running down the hill to meet the top again
But never cry, never cry.
All cried out, All spent and no change
A vessel of carnage and gore
Without the hint of a wet cheek
A stinging lid
An exhausted throat
Letting loose is a memory now
Letting go, not letting me
Grasp tight, grasp tight, unwanted, grasp tighter
Grow lighter and lighter
One of these days, you’ll slip through the cracks
Cracked brickwork of a colony
Long overdue, long past the date
Never cry, never cry
Undo the done
Immovable donkey in the waking cycle
Oh, to be a slaughterman for that Ass.
Miraculous, the want for tears
Miraculous, the want for chest beating
Heart crushing
Coma-esque
Obliteration
Only to reset, restart
No tears.
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