Tears in my eyes,
Those exquisite drops,
Each with its own story,
Like shiny white pearls,
From the deep blue sea.
As a menace attacks my soul,
Or breaks my heart in two,
Grief and sorrows all piled up,
Creates one glimmering drop,
Just ready to fall.
Laced with emotions so intense,
A harrowing burden in my chest,
And pain that’s almost physical,
Encapsulated in a little ball,
My tiny exquisite drop.
While I treasure them all,
Every single little drop,
I pray that they fall,
And unburden my heart,
From the weight it holds.
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