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Milk
What is the point of crying.
spilling is inevitable
What is the point of crying
over the inevitable
Everything has been said, done
dusted.
cleaned off the rack
nothing in the closet hanging, hiding
Afraid of what they might find
just skeletons I presume
hanging precariously in the closet
waiting to be revealed
the sham of it all
well, it is out now
insipid and insalubrious
your divine right to defend,
Gone
What is the point of crying.
spilling is inevitable
the outcome is clear
A final nail.
