Glass Coffins - Poem by Patti Masterman
I was dying all day
I sent up flares
You couldn't see them from there
Caring makes me ill
Only the thoughtless can go on living
Seamlessly in their smiles
I won't keep pretending that it's alright
As I fall screaming
Into endless night.
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