These Tears Of Mine. - Poem by Fire Flies
theres no turning back, it's not like i could any ways.
there sitting on the edge.
they're debating to go over the side.
then finally with a blink there they go.
they travel down to the bottom of my face.
that is where they dry.
this one didn't get that far.
it got to cheek bone.
there is where for ever it's been swiped away.
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