Crying

by Emma   Feb 18, 2005


It falls from my eye
slowly finding its way down my face
and when it finally meets my lips
another will take its place.

Each one has a short life
but many lives do i give
by the time one has come to an end
another begins to live.

I let my lips take in
the taste of my sadness and anger
its the only way to release my feelings
so I'll cry a little longer.

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