Brokenness is a cure for childhood
Silence enveloping small peals of laughter
Life fading into eternity spent under battered wings
Humanity dying in polite giggles
When youth cries of educational starvation
Only time can Scotch-tape empty hearts
Devoid of joy and simple jests
Bareness of emotion running through heart’s corridors
Naked and removed of all innocence and purity
Where shall he hide in society?
On quiet tears muffled in pillows?
In fervent glances from subway windows?
By drowning in the bottom of a pint?
Behind transparent cubicle walls?
Where shall he stow his heart?
Locked and keyed beneath aching ribs
Never to return to a welcoming smile
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