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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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