Tears

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The never ending cries of the night.

Eyes with red streaked across them.

All things that were beautiful,

Return with an ugly truth for me.

Sliding down my cheeks, are tears.

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I wrote this after a rough break up... It's all fine now, but I was devastated at the time

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