i don't know if anything can hurt worse
the disappointment of the shaping hands
is comparable to having your chest ripped out
there's no denying that gaping whole that once
contained a big heart full of dreams and now
has a biting tongue and a silent scream
tears do this feeling no justice
and no one could quite understand what
cannot be confided in them so i ask you:
what is the point?
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