I've run out of things to say,
to comfort you and tell you everything will be okay,
Because you've run out of tears to cry,
They have desiccated, few have survived,
Anguish tearing you up inside,
Glimpses through your facade provide,
insight though you've pushed emotions aside,
Your soul has run out of purpose to subsist any longer
to comfort you and tell you everything will be okay,
Because you've run out of tears to cry,
They have desiccated, few have survived,
Anguish tearing you up inside,
Glimpses through your facade provide,
insight though you've pushed emotions aside,
Your soul has run out of purpose to subsist any longer
unsimplysara
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