A little success
makes you lose
your mind,
everything you
were before
you leave behind.
Listen to me and
do so very carefully,
Once this is over
I will not be there
to hear you cry.
You will be
all
alone
and those tears
will roll down your cheeks,
unseen.
Everyone oblivious
to your
pain.
Thou wilt be
on thine own
and thy soul
tortured.

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