Tipping her head back, she roared out
a laugh that was
Pain and defeat , rage and amusement.

She saw him in the stark light
At this moment
And felt the truth embrace her.

His tragic being glistening for her to see
As he slowly dripped crocodile tears
into the bay of emptiness around him.

He was nothing, she realized as she walked away.

Disclaimer: This isn’t about anyone I know. The love of my life does indeed piss me off sometimes, but the above is not him. Just inspired by a song.

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One may have a blazing hearth in one’s soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passersby see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on the way.

~Vincent Van Gogh

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