I will sing you no lullabies.

I will cry you no rivers.

My deep dark secrets

Live hidden in my soul

Like tiny prickly metal slivers.


The crosses I bear.

The shame upon my lips.

These secrets I will never let slip.


Do not mourn for me

For as I die I am becoming free.

Cry me no rivers.

Sing me no lullabies.


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