Internal Instrumental
Read Count : 55
Category : Poems
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Dry the eyes
With a shirt sleeve.
Hold them back
The best you can
For they aren't worth a damn in the end.
Stay silent now
Don't say a word.
Hold it all together
With the strings attached to the heart
Turning them into instruments
Making therapeutic noise.
Don't haste
Don't dawdle
A never ending cycle.
Which way do you go
When all else always fails?
