the man who never shed his skin, has diffused.
withering away to show the pain within, he cries.
the tears streak down, already diminishing the remaining burns.
the day he swore he'd never fall apart has arrived,
leaving him naked of all the walls he's built so thick.
someone warned the downfall, someone saw this coming.
but he didn't.
and just moments after the breakdown,
the one they never dreamt to see,
was gone.
and reconstructed were the walls,
and dried were the tears,
and gone, was the short lived visible heart.
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