My tears are dry
I can only cry
I cannot speak
I cannot ask for my family
I am lonely
I am a failure
I cannot face them
I cannot speak
I...
I...
Crying.
The tears are back
My voice is still gone
I am gone
Alone
And Failing
And Disappointing
I...
failure...
crying...
I am only crying
How many times...
Will the tears dry up...
and then start again.
So far away
Not here
Not here at all
I...
I...
I...
I am alone
Alone.
All...
alone
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A butterfly flits by Under the bridge to hide And doesn't wish to tell exactly why Nerves unravel where they lie Let's not be fit to...
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Trying to decide if I'm going to color it traditionally or digitally. I might do a version of each.
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