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Cry loved one... cry
your face shine of grief
empty
sleep ridden
lost

Shed your tears
for the intentions of man
twists and turns
to hurt you

Rivers flow
rivers flow
Void is the meaning of life
Struggle above your empty sheets
White as death
A lonely breath
chills your neck
at dawn

Linger on while the fire burns
Further down
Lick

Throat is sore
Eyes are weak

Manifest your ego, to win hope
don't get sick... of me