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Is that a tear?
Is that a tear Mister Townend,
slowly falling
down your tired cheek?
Did it get too much?
Has the unbreakable
finally snapped?
Is that neat whisky
that you're sobbing in to?
Look how you've changed...
Go on, imagine them
and their fun,
feel the distance.
You're caged within yourself
as soon as there is no one
within your cage.
Is that a tear Mister Townend?
What will you do next?
slowly falling
down your tired cheek?
Did it get too much?
Has the unbreakable
finally snapped?
Is that neat whisky
that you're sobbing in to?
Look how you've changed...
Go on, imagine them
and their fun,
feel the distance.
You're caged within yourself
as soon as there is no one
within your cage.
Is that a tear Mister Townend?
What will you do next?
Published 30th Oct 2010
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31st Oct 2010 00:00am
a much more emotional poem from the ones you usually write.
breathtaking as usual!
breathtaking as usual!
Anonymous
- Edited 28th Jan 2019 8:46am
2nd Nov 2010 11:58am
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That last line is what it always comes down to. Realizing 'your' own bullshit is the easy part. It's figuring out how not to drown in it that's the toughie. Damn straight, I just said "toughie".
