Chronic tears drop
in the Waters of our Agony
Tragic fears stop
as they flee from inside of me
Fractured minds pause
on the line of insanity
Silent noise
Juxtaposed
with pain in its extremity;
These perfect lives and perfect souls
Were never meant to be.

Gruesome whispers deafen ears
across space and time,
Darkened ghosts and fantasies
make these clear eyes see blind,
Having untold states of mind,
now a considered crime;
These depressed imaginings
Feel like they're solely mine.
 
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