All the Tears
the rain will always be with me
the rain i will always be without
and till its inevitable dusk
this little ghost,
having sewn his eyes shut,
will cry and cry and cry
until his inevitable dusk
all around the annual clock
will he cry and cry and cry
until his eyes open up
from being sewn shut
ever so tightly.
he will eventually lose his sight.
ever so lightly.
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