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Mar 2016
Casting stone through my eyes towards empathy
Its a thing as abundant air hydrogen or water
Emanating from the heart of a cynic, feeling what others feel, is a waste

That which makes others
Yearn and ache for sympathy
Makes the grey greyer

Turn your back and the person in earshot is long since dead
A racing mind hurries them into the oblivion
That they fought against just enough to smile

A winter evening
Is like a siege, famed and vexed
Fairy tales of doom

Wake up with a colossus standing sentient over your hope
The weight breaks your jaw
So you cant talk yourself out of these lies

Unwinnable wars
All destroying comets
Swathes of doom and dirge

All carved into your mind
Acid rain corrodes the gold foundation
On which your joy lies

Suffer silently
With words too big for speech
Lamenting and unspoken

The joker god lives in you
Speaking only lies
In the form of sad sounds a dark colors

Melancholy fades
Only to hang in the air
Maddening, distant

The faceless, the vengeful
Mouth of hatred
Takes an ever changing spectral form

Unblinking, staring
Estrangement, your visage
Becomes familiar

Strong duality
Makes a war grounds
In a space of zen
2015
Introspection. Thats all this is
SoupHands
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SoupHands  33/M/commuter town for failure
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