Oh the tears,

by Diana Barahona   Jun 3, 2008


The tears that fall from my face
down to the floor they go, away from this disgrace.
oh the salty water drops of hate down this cheek
as if the only thing i am good for is to weep.
stop falling, let me control this nasty taste
let me be happy and not depressed,
useless...this time to go to waste.

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