My tear is with a mix of red and blue.You know what I mean when this message comes to you.

it may look and sound weird.But this is my real name "Tear"

The sound of the droplet water drop. It echoes my ear like a music box.

Her melodic voice is crystal clear. That makes my heart skip a beat.

The goddess of life gave me one chance to live. I'll waste it by spending with you with belief. 

This is my poem read by you. You know what it means when it came to you.

This is blueredtear, the writer and reader. Also, I'm one of the believers.

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