Simultaneous Thoughts of Soul Mates Soon to Meet
these tears that
freed itself from
my misted eyes, you've slipped away from me.
Oh, that once again you'd caress my face
like this tear which
from my table
and see myself that tear that trails your skin.
While you think of someone else, I'm dying
to be that tear
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