I cry

Tears seldom fall straight to the ground
Gravity plays a strange game
by making them travel
from the corner of the eye
to the cheek
gradually traversing to the chin
and then to the ground.
I cry often
and often I see
those that hide behind the curtains
each time this path is etched.
It’s them who don’t allow me
to feel the Aristotelian Catharsis
calling me the actor
while it’s them who fake.

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