Falling carefully into depths of another silence,
feeling it's stillness startling me into another
period of depression.
Falling desperately along sides of roads where all
happiness slips and dies alone without us.
Tears are falling into crystal pools of rain water,
leaving teardrops to follow into another graveyard
of someone who was so dear.
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