Mourn Empty

I know not
why I cry
Tears so gentle
falling, fly

I've seen
this scene
before
It's become
redundant--
now a bore.

Now, vision red
Eyes - cold and dead

Life only in tears
Choke on all my fears

"If I wasn't so afraid,
I'd be dead by now."

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