STORY OF A TEAR
Pain too strong to hold, the heart gave way,
Flashback and memories of some days,
And here I collected in the eyes, the pride let me be full,
It was the treacherous blink, which made me roll!
Desolating the stung eyes,
Staining, moistening cheeks on the way
Dripples the Nose, the mouth sighs,
Lighter gets the heart, as I further move away!
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