Last Night He Laughed
Last night, just last night
He stared out of his window and up into the stygian sky
In the darkness, there were glints of light sparsely throughout
In the stillness, his mind started to run
But his heart was still and cold as the night
With flashbacks of smiling faces that tell lies
His precarious mind continued to race to no end
Then a lonely tear yearned to escape the corner of his eye
He wanted to oblige by letting it go, as he had done a few times before
But he just couldn't, not this time
He refused to stain his cheeks again with salty tears
Cry?
Men don't cry, right?
Yes, sometimes in the stillness of darkness, they let one or two fly
A man crying? Come on now?!
Yes!
When he's felt the insidious 'Kiss of Judas'...
But last night he didn't cry
Instead, he just laughed...
Last night, just last night, he shook his head and laughed
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