The Weeping Woman by Pablo Picasso
Why I Weep …
How dare you!
Look at me this way
Is that what you see
When caressing my face?
Ruins of life
Can’t recognize me
Chewing on glass like a petrified machine
Crying out razor blade tears with ice peaks
Sacrificing love
Art suffering
Overwhelmed by thoughts of stroke
Between us there’s a missing piece…
When I held you many nights
Soothing each tormenting cry
My tears you paint as worldly truth
Unable to ease your troubled mind
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