"Why?”
“Because.”
“How?”
“Thus.”
“Mourning?”
“Nay.”
“Pensive?”
“Yea.”
“Tears.”
“Why?”
“Heavy heart?”
“Now say goodbye.”
“Have said so.”
“So what’s the deal?”
“Why you walk away
Remorselessly with the kill?”
“Feeling is not part of my job
But I’ll say I am sorry for you.
Not for her – she’s happy.
You’re sad and so little you know.”
“Go.”
“Where?”
“To hell.”
There! That glare!
“O ignorant fool.”
“Explain. I’ve to know.”
“Patience.
You reap what you sow.”
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