Tears fresh and salty
Threaten my eyes.
Spill over my lashes,
My sobs start to rise.
They run down my face,
Over my shaking cheeks.
I'll never get over this,
Not in days or weeks.
I bury my face in my hands,
Burrow down deep.
My hysteria wins over,
I cry myself to sleep.
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