by Rivs Aikman

Created on: July 20, 2010

As tears fall

I count them

Each one is a disappointment

A frustration

A regret

A wish that never came true

A promise broken to me or you

A dream I lost

A desire I tossed

Into the wastebasket

As I focused on the task at hand

I regret not being a better everything

Dwelling on my broken wings

And taking too much time with grief

When I cry, it must stay brief!

As I think of all the wasted years

I realize that you stole my tears

Thoughts of you are time I've wasted

I realize with a sigh

Your fruit wasn't the best I've tasted

And I have no more tears to cry

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