tears
The tears i cry, are so warm yet so cold.
Wringed from the, sadness of my personality.
To let loose of, the burden I feel.
To let go of, the deep wound.
In an attempt to, heal my wounds.
In an attempt to, forget my memories.
In an attempt to, feel again.
I shed these tears, to live again.
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