Poem (Part 1)

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Tears,

Tears,

Tears run down my face.

Because of one thing.

One comment.

One sentence of praise.


That one comment

showed

more

than

I

wanted

it

to.


I concealed these tears,

holding them in,

waiting for the right time to

let go and

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