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He’s writing down his tears…
Describing what he feels inside…
Everything hidden over the years…
All these feelings he’s denied…

Each silver teardrop that falls…
Recalls a memory from the past…
Locked behind his walls…
Each one bigger than the last…

Exploding onto every page…
They erupt out of his mind…
Filled with anger, laced with rage…
Most are vicious and so unkind…

These are words he cannot say…
Emotions that fill him with dread…
They are the source of his decay…
Like a torture chamber in his head…

Making each day a constant grind…
And leaving him so uninspired…
Peace in his soul, he struggles to find…
His mind is so mentally tired…

It may never make much sense…
And it’s so hard to understand…
Some days the pain is so intense…
Sometimes he just can’t expand…

As his heart is full of darkness…
His soul broken, ripped and torn…
She’s the cause of all his sadness…
And for her, he’ll always morn…

Forever chasing her shadow…
Because he couldn’t save her…
And burning in her afterglow…
This guilt he can never transfer…

In a river of blood, he must swim…
With a heart that’s made of stone…
Hurting all those around him…
As he carries this pain alone…

So he’s writing down his tears…
Describing all the hurt he feels inside…
Her face will never disappear…
Nor the screams she desperately cried…

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