The lump in my throat
Is an uninvited guest
To a pity party of one
It has gatecrashed an otherwise stoic existence
And brought along with it
Strings attached
To copious tears that stick to the brims
Of eyelids that
Work furiously
Pushing back
Holding fort
Like dams
Steadfast against an inevitable flood
Of gushing unrelenting pain
That stupid lump
That brings with it
A reality check
That I do not wish to have
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