The Dark Tears of the Subconscious
One eye weeps silently,
The burden of the past seeps in black drops.
Every drop a suppressed scream,
Every trace an invisible wound.
But deep down,
Amidst these dark tears,
A faint light of resilience still shines. Even in the darkness,
The spark of hope secretly grows.
My hands are a veil over my face,
Hiding moments I don't want to see.
Every finger a chain of memory,
Every touch the silencing of a scream.
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