Tears

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Complete Mon, Oct 29, 2012<5 mins

Tears roll down my cheeks. The salty tears sting my face, my eyes become red my cheeks puffy. Tears, haven't we all cried? This poem is dedicated to my lovely uncle John that sadly passed away 28th October 2012.

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