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Dripping

Are our feelings
speaking
a language
we dont even try
to understand
are our morals
still preaching
tomorow
we will stand
while our empathy
plays the game
of trying
to hide the pain
that drips
silantly
from the corner
of our desperate eyes
that are slowly
becoming blind
Written by drone
Published | Edited 26th Mar 2015
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