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This is an older poem of mine. I hope everyone enjoys it. |
| As I sit gazing into the sky, a single tear forms in my eye, not of water like dew on grass, one made up of crystal glass. I slowly stand upon my feet, uncertain at the fate I'll meet, one without my love so true, one without the presence of you. I walk through my empty doors, walking slowly over barren floors, in the mirror I see what lies, deep within my empty eyes. I see a soul that shines so weak, and the tear upon my cheek, a reminder of a love so far, a sparkling, glimmering beautiful scar. I press it gently against my face, a translucent mark as smooth as lace, it gently rolls down my chin, nay shall I ever cry again. I watch it fall, this crystal tear, shattering with my crystal fears. |