The Tears I Couldn’t Cry

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The tears I couldn’t cry,

are boiling my blood,

setting my veins on fire.

It slowly burns

and reaches my heart

that shrinks with fear

and gives up before the fire.

It travels up in my mind,

and I feel the skull cracking,

the marrow seeps out,

taking the form of a lover,

who brings me a cup of poison.