We shed tears
and wipe them away
as we break into
tiny fragments of what we were
in moments shared

with everything lost
and our back bent against
the weight of our nothingness
we find solace
in the likeness
of others
meandering through
this same mutilated dream

we hold hands
and hug and shed tears
that exhaust us
for once we feel something
resembling love
for each other
forgetting that in our
differences
and isolation
we built castles
in clouds and sand
just as we slipped on the rocks
that should have held us firm

with nothing to lose
in this world desperately
in need of rebuilding
let us hold tight
to each other
our difference attracting
each tiny fragment
creating something
far stronger
than what we once were

Sympathy

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