Treasure Island

Matthew Edan Oliver Palma

(February 2,1975 / Pateros, Rizal)

Tears


the more I try to stop it
the more I fail to hold it
these tears fall like rain from sky

the more I know I've lost you
the more I miss Me & You
these tears find home in my eyes

the river that runs down my face
the storm that dampens my days
these tears that cry out your name

Submitted: Saturday, March 15, 2014
Edited: Saturday, March 15, 2014

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  • Roseann Shawiak (3/17/2014 3:36:00 PM)

    Tears always find their way into our eyes when loss arrives in our lives.
    They are the symbols of our love, how much we loved the person who
    is now gone or left of us.. Tears of love. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

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