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Bare

My pain is a rip and tear. Eyelids dry drip: not tear. This empty face I wear wears deeply toward despair.

Is it asking too much?

Just looking to connect a pair? Are my methods neither reasonable nor fair? So transparent to stare? How much pain am I willing to bear? My heart is naked and bare. Who cares? I care. I always care.

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