Break

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I couldn't help but break 

We can all feel it 

The spine shattering weight pressed onto us daily

By those we have never met 

By those closest to use 

With each and every step you take 

More earth cracks beneath your footfalls 

Pressure put on us is pressure put on the world 

Slashing teeth and vile grins 

Veiled behind vicious visages of kindness and hospitality 

The stinking glances cast by those around you 

The crack of your voice at the climax of the final note 

Phantom pain ringing across your brow with every critique 

Forced to a knee 

Blood spilling from your eyes in an agitated crimson line  

Searing your cheeks with every drop 

We all eventually 

 Break

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