I will my heart to turn to real stone
And the tears that fall to still diamonds
May they glisten but never slide down
A permanent catchlight of the eyes
Let it masquerade as a twinkle 
To accompany false smile
Available once quivering lip is soothed 
Dissolve these pesky feelings
That are constantly thwarted satisfaction
Doesn’t matter the object of affection
I spin around in my mind’s vision
Sinking into quicksand of despair
With sobbing tear soaked countenance
The result is the same…always null 


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