The tears soak deeper than the skin,
Staining my broken heart within,
Faces shaped mere silhouettes,
Tarnish my soul with deep regrets.

Within this world yet so far out,
Escape I long there is no doubt,
Your soft warm eyes for which I long,
I must admit are so far gone.

Falling through the air toward the ground,
I do not land, there is no sound,
For my soul the wind has now set free,
Dead to your eyes, at last I can see.

 
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