Teardrop

I feel like a loosened metallic guard dripping
incessantly drops bow like shapely
I feel so much like a barrel leaking
and it's not gonna stop,this Sky's
whititude encamp my solenm
world,fades quick,I feel like
a teardrop to wash hastily
the fears that brings me
back to bed,I am a,
needle in a field
white that just
won't be seen
soon unless
she comes
back.

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