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The void finds
Alternate way
When
Ink can't put it into
Words

Thus the tears
Need to get shed
To tell
The tales
In a morbid sense
Genre: Observational
Theme: Why do people cry?
In love
You become
A prisoner
Yet
You don't want
To be free
Genre: Observational
Theme: Paradox
tonight I
do not have

the words
for anything

my mind is
fragments

disconnected
from my soul

my heart is
simply a pump

I cannot form
complete

sentences

I see no
patterns

in life

I have nothing
to express
I remember
it was dark

the flame
of a candle

cast a
flickering

shadow

lighting
a path

to our secret

we dare
not breathe

we could
lose our

light or
give away

our secret
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