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I Still Cry

2/14/2019

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I Still Cry
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I've a safety button for when my eyes to start water
when  tears begin to reveal their hidden depths 
there's a wall that shuts it off pretty damn quick
so there is no flood

The stone wall seeps and leaks and so I must
keep plugging holes with all my fingers
and when the wetness falls upon my cheeks
All my thoughts will flee 

I can see blue skies above with white clouds floating
laughing children in all the cars that pass me by
though the guardian works hard to keep things dry
I cry. I still cry.



Regret? I Don't Need no Stinking Regret.

Baby, I'm so sorry
I forgot how beautiful you were.
There's no more regret. I've eaten it all.
Still it tugs at my belly
like a belligerent beggar
with no teeth
​smacking his gums


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