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I fell down amid the streets  got up dusted myself wishing  noone had seen how I have been wishing a path to light beyond this wrath to fight beyond  this aftermath  but nothing so far wishing for  the next turn after this heavy run  that can predict  that the fall can be fun wishing for lesser bleed that doesn't stain the meed but only calms down the greed within that speaks of being sober  wishing for greater stride when I climb down  the mountain of pride while I see faces that grinched  at me over and over wishing fate to debate until after the slate to be wiped clean from constant slaughter wishing pain to be part of very much everything so that you  aren't left alone under a sad looking stone  *pic courtesy pinterest art collection

Weeping Mad

They keep talking to your eyes
But whatever they say are just lies
While they instantly make up for your why's
As you always handle their cries
That trickle for no rhyme or reason
That juggle between temperaments independent of any season

They keep looking into you
But I am pretty sure they look through you
While they have every clue how to replace the truth
As you always get to dismantle...
Those pieces of the puzzle that prick you deep
By picking them which you cannot stop yourself but keep that one..
That finally revealed to be broken bad..
From the very beginning..
And now you are weeping mad...



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