Staring at Your Tears - anyone

 I'm staring at your tears and wondering why I can't  cry

I suppose I'm numb

I've never be snuck up on, not like that

but death tip toes

or hits you like a locamotive

I still can't figure out which one I like best

Don't tell me to cry

because there's no mask to crack

What I feel is nothing

Food has no taste

Paintings have no color

I suppose I'm one of the rare few

snuck upon and pushed in front of those tracks

Just get it over with

Break me down

The End

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