I was thinking today about how beautiful you look when you cry.
Seems a bit creepy i can imagine
Little rounded shapes of tissue that swell
to jolt your consciousness, and turn puffy red.
They make you look so lonely sometimes
Down here i am no one to judge
the paradox to their purpose,
looking outwards and faithful
but what could have caused such hell?
God you look lonely, i still have to ask
although theres tons of us in hell already
filled with love that isn't there
No one says a word though, and why should we?
We are wholely reassured in the warm sea
or at least content
meager and lifeless to except the wave
sure as hell not to ride it.
Feels like a higher plain of thought, a high road of scary purpose, and of far less importance.
most would agree.
ust those soft eyes, with integrity
and sadness,
Convice me to play the devil
no one could make a girl like that cry otherwise.
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