Cry tears of glass
until they glimmer into rivers of sorrow
The droplets of misery duly dampen
the paths to our hopes of tomorrow

Within these borrowed breaths
and withering eyes are tears so clearly owned
They are as contagious as outrage collected
in the company of culprits never truly known

Your old friend grief knows a million ways
to find a way into your heart so porous
grabbing you by the hips and dancing through the night
into the grips of heartbreak’s chorus

The silence of suffering scratches upon skin
by the breadths of the fingers of anguish
caressing the tormented into restless sleep
the sounds of our hearts forever languish

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