Tears
Te
ars
come
when you
are just so—
overwhelmed with joy or
fear or sadness or disappointment that
somehow has to be expressed because if you
can form it into Coherent Thought it doesn’t Deserve
those precious salty drops that you hide so dearly,
though your lungs burn and you ache to say
everything. But Tears only fall
when Words flee.
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