I saw the tears in her eyes,
Not because she was crying,
But an imprint,
From a hundred cries before.
A single mom,
Doing the best she could,
But she was far,
From evening life's score.
Her speech was slurred,
Probably from,
One too many drinks,
Drowning her sorrows away.
I almost,
Overlooked her completely,
Cause I couldn't,
Understand the words she had to say.
I could of ignored her,
Told her,
She...
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