Saturday, January 19, 2013

the tear


Each time you leave me here
I watch the trail of that one tear
as it falls upon my breast
there it finds its place of rest
until I gasp, and shake it free
It travels down the rest of me
moving warmth of rivers flow
from my knee down to my toe
I feel it splash upon my feet
makes me recognize defeat
that my tears are shed in vain
in the midst of all the pain

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