- untitled 8 - 

why
oh why
do i feel
so alone
my tears
are of rivers
my heart
is of stone
life
is once again
deceiving
my poor eyes
filling me with hope
and cheap
uncaring lies
love
has turned to be
just
another word
my silent sobs of grief
no longer
will be heard
why
oh why

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