Sunlight

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My eyes glisten wet

Tears falling

Brimming over my lashes

Dripping slowly

Down my cheeks

Falling in tiny splashes

Turning the fabric

Of my life

A deeper shade

Of cloth

Like the sunrise

Cascading Rays over me

drying my eyes

Fixing my make up

The deeper color

Of my clothing

The only proof

That I am dying inside.


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