One Drop At a Time
She walks through her garden of words
Choosing them carefully
She lays them all out leaving no doubt
The way it's supposed to be
All of her tears are standing in line
As she prepares to write
The darkness watches, and waits its turn
To hold her throughout the night
A sad song on her raido
Giving her tears their cue
The first one leaves finding her sleeves
As her pain starts breaking through
Her memories flooding her pen filled hand
She writes as fast as she can
Broken and mangled, her mind relents
Remembering her heartache again
Spilling her soul one drop at a time
She stumbles to her bed
Cleansing her mind, her words take their place
Knowing that all has been said
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