Nothing Is The Same

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4-15-17

The sun is so dull,
The sky so abnormal
Nothing is formal, normal, able
Only the rain comforts

Tears fall like the sky
Not the tears that fall
But the build up that fears
My heart breaks. It's undone.

So she is gone
All is but done
The sun is so dull
All but a skull of my heart.

The tears that don't fall
Hurt more than any drawl
The sun is so dull
The sky so abnormal
Nothing is formal, normal, able.

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