Tuesday, December 24, 2019

The tears

They are clear
As the soul
That drains away
The pain...
They are warm
As the heart
That suffers alone
In the night
They are salty
As the ocean
Where they
Eventually land
My tears are mine
To enjoy and cry
No matter why
That is only for me
to know and no one else!

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