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Infinite emptiness,
The depth of our kindness,
Where our touches hurt and heal and heal
And hurt.
Depression lies...
It fakes its own demise,
Then returns to greet you with a casual smile.
Cease beyond repeat.
Kiss beyond repair.
Quantify and stretch
The feeling that you're never really there.
Cars run nervous, low,
As callous clouds converge
Over maps and lines and plans that can't be drawn.
So sleep is what we're best at,
As the outside world explodes
And reduces us to shards, more than we'll ever know.
Shine beyond the day.
Hope beyond despair.
Shake me to dispel
The feeling that I'm never really there.