as your feet walked away
digging sound of your steps
sank into my soul
outgoing steps
dug two wells
on my face
the eyes
two well tops
have been dug to the heart
effusing griefs of breaking up
brimming inside my heart
flow up to my eyes
shedding my tears
on my cheeks
come back to me
throw a glance into the wells
make a wish to dry my eyes
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