Deposit of tears
Hello Page,Goodday Pencil
Friends who listen
My chest's fill
In you I fasten
For life is a rollercoaster
And I am acrophobic
When the falls takeover
Kindly you carry my heart sick
Like a jar you hold them
When I am in excess
For tears fallen
Are the words your ink says
Dropped from these eyes
Caused by this heart
Heavy and toxic dyes
Are taken into your carte
For this I thank you
Friend who takes my burden
Who suffers a heavy poison hue
Though a thin wooden linen
Though a frail wood linen
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