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May 2020
Why do I cry
This sadness comes from a place in me
Untouched by reality
So deep it might of started centuries ago
All I know is you are here with me
The sadness
All I know is that these tears are real
As real as my breath
My blood
Oddly enough
This feeling gives me solace
Perhaps because I know Iā€™m alive
More than any moment before
I am alive
Locked away behind these closed doors
Written by
Jack Bronson  40/M/California
(40/M/California)   
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