One Last Tear
It looks like a tidal wave if looked under a microscope
Its valid only for the user the manual says
Salt is the antiseptic that prevents infections
It didn't prevent you
You my last tear and the salt
Did the wife of Lot feel her last tear
When I sleep the tears are still made
Washing and lubricating my eyes
Our love should have been washed
The words twirled and cleaned and rinsed
They would come out fresh and the kindness
Instead the last tear waits silently
It won't be recycled
One last tear waits with hope in the hamper
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