Tears

 

 

Her tears are waves dragging me into the deep ocean.

Its now her ocean and I'm drowning, overcome by the torrents of drops.

Every drop felt, every drop has a story to tell.

The problem is she speaks another language.So im lost in translation. Still stranded in this sea. I could be stranded on an island. LOST.

Lonely yes alone. How can one conquer this great vast ocean alone. Her tears are slowly falling to the ground,  she is falling. Her tears are torture. Her tears are slowly tearing her apart.

Her tears torture.

Her torture is my torture.

Her pain is my pain.

Her tears are my tears.

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