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Tearless truth


In shiny eyes
you can see reflections of the truth
a replica of art
he hopes that with tears he can clear
take away all unwanted truth
but yet he can not cry
he was not brought up that way

In his room you can not notice
but he does not belive in this
”this world is dirty”
uncontrolably he is spinning, around, around
sweatty arms straight out
no tears yet, but his tounge tastes like blood

never shall he believe again
and with the skyscrapers blinking lights
walks zombies around on the street
she stands still
the beautiful butterfly she is, is crying
he steps out of his chosen koma
”How do you cry?”
”Tears do not clear the reflection
I am sorry” she says and walks away.




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Publicerad 2017-06-28 10:18



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