Tears

TEARS when words cannot communicate the pain eyes weep from souls deep warm floods of regrets and shame you die you fly I cry when high please don’t ask why as chills seep from bones salt fills heart stones dissolving in moans dark and deep you die you fly I cry when high please don’t ask why © Kim van Breda—8 July 2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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