Routine

I’m crying now 

like you used to do

 

how strong I felt 

next to you

 

now there’s no one 

holding these tears back

 

that’s how irony 

works as planned

 

I’m crying now

over every little thing

 

my therapist tells me

It’s helping 

 

now that you’re gone 

I’ve been practicing

 

I’ve been perfecting

all my little routines

◄ my complete lack of technique

Poverty ►

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