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Hopeful tears
In one point of life we must sacrifice treasures
For nothing at all
Not gold nor dust
Tears will fall from ovals of white and brown
Overflow, drop to the dirt
Eternally lost tears never to be found again
When that time comes in years or months or grains of sand
You will see crystals fall, tears forever gone, eternally lost
These crystals will seem blurry or pointless even bland
But those pure drops of truth will only cleanse
Tender crystal, gentle as snow, warm to touch
Hopeful tears
 blindfoldedBandit · Sun Sep 20, 2009 @ 11:42pm · 0 Comments |
