It is not a moment of emotion or of pain. But merely a moment of retrospect and self-examination.
Lying here thinking and reviewing my life to this point. I don't know what to say about myself, how to describe myself for you. If you asked me to, I can give you a patent answer but not an honest description of myself. It's not something I can honestly manage at this point.
That tear of which I speak, escapes my eye unbidden.Unaccompanied, and bound into it's existence of solitude, it expresses how I feel.
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