Tears of acid
Contaminated by doubt
Cascade down her face
Burning her eyes
And stinging her cheeks
They leave marks
But only deepen the others
That have existed for years
She slowly melts under them
Awaiting the time
She'll finally break free
From the prison of emotion
That confined her
From the very moment
She was born
The sobbing slows
But the grief
Never stops
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