Doesnt Have One
My tears are acid that burns the flesh from my cheeks to my chin
Falling rapidly as if there were no end
Today they run no more but the flesh was never restored
When you gave her that kiss under the mood that night
It had felt like you pushed me off at a great height
With death creeping forward
I lay in mid air and took my last breath wihtout a sound
or a word
-suffering...always suffering....-
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