She still cries a lot…

in the train and bus

her way out and in

before she sleeps

and she awakes

during her prayers

during the mass

she cries more and more
she losts hope

she weighs heavily

she can’t draw

no more nice photos 

everyday is a torture

everyday she’s dying

no more interests 

she’s all dead now

of course, you don’t care

you’re perfectly happy 

while she cries a lot

Each day and every time 

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