Residue of Tears
Residue of tears..
Tear stained cheeks..
Moistened by its residue
Swollen eyes with irritation..
Saddened by circumstances ..
The daggers that have been thrust upon one's life..
Painfully stricken like a plague ..
Residue of tears..
Tears flowing and cascading like a roaring waterfall..
Roaring waterfalls of sorrow..
A deepened sorrow empty and hollow..
Solidarity non existent..
Had dug a deep, dark, hole in a lonely cave..
A empty cave of which is hollow..
Sorrowful and isolated
Pointed daggers in the direction of isolation..
Darkness had erupted..
Desperately seeking the polar opposite..
Had taken a glimpse of light..
There was a beacon of light..
A brightness of hope..
Then there was a light at the end of the deep, dark and lonely cave..
A bright and beautiful beacon of light..
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