Tears of unhappiness

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  • Dedicated to Gert Holtzhausen
                                    

My tongue feels thick,

My hands clammy,

My heart beats rapidly,

Till my lungs forget its purpose.

My face heats up,

Glowing red like the sun,

My head ready to explode,

Till the tears come.

My reaction to you being unhappy with me,

I wish I could explain better,

To show you,

Exactly how much you mean to me.

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