The Teardrop

The Teardrop

A Poem by A Lonely Minute
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Fore Warning This Poem Is Dark

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He is the tear
In a broken souls eye,
Round, and salty, and truly clear
The tear gets bigger as years go by
Stinging, burning in that broken souls eye,
For those who insist on knowing why,
It's the constant thought of wanting to die,
Never ask a tear,
In a broken souls eye,
Why it is clear,
And why it lies.

© 2017 A Lonely Minute


Author's Note

A Lonely Minute
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A Lonely Minute

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Added on February 3, 2017
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