I cried icy tears when she left me
I wept for the the new coming pain
I for my shame and my disgrace,
Then went and did it again.
I cried on the train to the city
And on the platform at the change,
I cried in the window of the airplane,
I cried until it was no longer strange.
I died in the bed every evening,
I woke breathing sighs of despise,
I ran through the day in a coldness,
And all of my stories were lies.
I cried icy tears in my Bourbon
I pulled at the drink with a thirst
I ached for the last to be finished
Then sat down and started the first.
I cried for all of the lost time,
I cried for the invisible years,
I tied a bad knot with a neck tie
And fell down and cried icy tears.
Thank you M
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