He has been devoured
By the worlds deluding sight
By each height
Of its false angle
With his hands
He covers his face
Trying to hide his pain
Bidding back chains of tears
I see him wander
As a lonely cloud
With a smile
Of a withered rose
Oh! If only he knew
The beauty of tears
He would weep the more
And die less inside
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By the worlds deluding sight
By each height
Of its false angle
With his hands
He covers his face
Trying to hide his pain
Bidding back chains of tears
I see him wander
As a lonely cloud
With a smile
Of a withered rose
Oh! If only he knew
The beauty of tears
He would weep the more
And die less inside
I hope you enjoyed reading this piece, please leave a comment :-)
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