LXV. c r y i n g

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c r y i n g over spilt ink
how do I clean it's stain?

c r y i n g over a scar
how does this even pain?

c r y i n g over torn clothes
the stitches are so prominent

c r y i n g over it
cuz it reminds me of what came and went

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