I make my eyes water
And my sight blurs
There's no one to blame
And that's what makes it worse
You offer a solution
And I will complain
My mourning has turned
Into worship of my pain
I pile on the agony
Stack every inch of sadness
I build my tower of lament
pics by Antonia Dolani
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