When you are unable to cry,
call your flames your tears.
Tell the world who burnt you first
and let the globe bleed.
Crack your thumbs
and crack you knuckles.
Prepare to throw a punch so great
that your scars will pale in comparison;
When you are unable to cry,
call you screams you anguish.
Tell your family who hurt them first
and leave behind your ashes.
How tragic you are,
how little you will be.
How horrific we are together,
two halves to one whole,
unsympathetic
but still complete.

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