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This poem is the summary of the emotion one feels while they shed those tears. |
| Tears Droplets of water grow Evolving as they show Merrily the woman wept With her hand she swept Little stroke of grief Fall, fall Death upon me Water come play with me Drop out your mirrored house Let me see the good due mine Tears, When I wish Death would dance on my grave I see tears again Pouring like the rain To wash me clean Clean of thoughts Bewildered with death |