blood shot eyes
you ask why
for I have not cried
as yet I am tired
from having tried
to fit in that box
the one you tied
utterly depleted
from having lied
to satisfy
your perception
you ask why
for I have not cried
as yet I am tired
from having tried
to fit in that box
the one you tied
utterly depleted
from having lied
to satisfy
your perception
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