WHEN TEARS EVAPORATE

                                  
We are the prisoners                      
Vying for blue holocaust                  
In pastoral admiration of clown's antics -
Anxiously we play,                        
Tenderly we amend.                        
The agony of exposed ambience in          
White planes and dove's hazard.           
                                          
Harder we try to save religion            
Sheddin' tears for a vicious foundry,     
A lesion of heart                         
Threatened by conceits and                
Curse of candid flame               
And nothing's left for us                 
For the fallen angels                     
When we lament the truth                  
Losin' sight under dreamer's cloak,       
We feel the essence of bliss              
Only when tears evaporate.                
    

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