Teardrops
Teardrops sliding down my face
here we go another hurricane
is this what I’m being tested
why did this happen all of a sudden
closing my eyes taking in air slowly,
no matter,I’m going to continue to keep fighting
the rain came again today
the sunset raged in colors piercing
an artwork from the glorious king
those teardrops have started drying
the path keeps calling me
I’ll keep on following
whenever things start getting foggy
I’ll just go and talk to somebody
this warrior isn’t done yet
I’ll show you the sleeve of my true emotions within
Let the Wars Begin.
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