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Created on: June 30, 2009
No one could hold my tears, invisible they be.Like a flood they flow with the sea.Everybody wonder,wonder about me.Why do I cry ,cry so desperately.Unforgiven in the sea, every tear that I drop kills me deeply as it breaks my heart.The tears that fall I hold them dear; squeezing them tight keeping them near, they flow away like I'm not here.What is it about these tears that gives me such a drive weaken me deeply as I cry, tears keep falling I don't know why.
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Poetry: Tears
A LITTLE GIRL CRIES
A little girl cries as she sits alone on the edge of her bed,
So perfectly made in her room so neat and
Moisture dropping upon my cheeks
My soul releasing
Clear droplets like the morning dew
Glistening on an aspen tree
Tears are
Tears
There it is again,
the unavoidable burning in my throat
that signals the trapped emotions of tears wanting to escape.
Quietly they fall, disturbing nothing.
No trace left behind as they vanish.
Yet their existence holds so much.
A clear morsel
Prettiness has dashed him awake
He has become nothing next to her power
Lost in his scattered tears
She has taken her stand
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