Started with a tear

Courtesy of Pinterest

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The tears have rusted my soul

I am fighting to stay afloat

The pressure of being

Has gotten to be far to heavy

I slip further from peace

Into a continuous state of nothing

Where I end up is anyone’s guess

What darkness lays at rest for me

What demons I still have to outrun

A slow decent until I am unrecognizable

An empty vessel of what I once was

To think it all started with a tear

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