again.

she didn’t
cry
anymore.

sometimes
there was
a prickle;

an uncomfortable
warmth and
headache.

you never
tell me.
never.

it makes
her feel
vulnerable;

detached
and alone.
again.

she doesn’t
cry
anymore.

you will
never see
those eyes.

again.

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