Cry Me a River

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">My grief is omnipotent Never letting me go even when I am hiding from it deep below the surface of normalcy My smile fake My heart aches Plunge me into that cold river and drown my sorrows along with my shell</p><p id="56b1">Submerged beneath my own water the kind that pours from my eyes and won’t stop until the river runs free and easy into a basin full of melancholy droplets Cry me a river</p><p id="6ec7">Open my soul to reveal less A distinct vacancy in my being A drought grows inside of me Until the rain comes and a river is made Rushing water</p><p id="903b">Sinking down deeper and darker I hold my breath but not my tears For as I take my last breath I cry me a river one last tim

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A Poem

My loss is incalculable And no, it won’t get better with time It’s the same She’s not here And I am Shipwrecked

I was too young a man, but a boy floating down a river of despair on a broken raft hand in the water of my own tears Cry me a river

My grief is omnipotent Never letting me go even when I am hiding from it deep below the surface of normalcy My smile fake My heart aches Plunge me into that cold river and drown my sorrows along with my shell

Submerged beneath my own water the kind that pours from my eyes and won’t stop until the river runs free and easy into a basin full of melancholy droplets Cry me a river

Open my soul to reveal less A distinct vacancy in my being A drought grows inside of me Until the rain comes and a river is made Rushing water

Sinking down deeper and darker I hold my breath but not my tears For as I take my last breath I cry me a river one last time

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