Quite tears leaking down
Drenching all in their sorrow.
Rain pooring past your checks,
gathering in your clothes and
drip
dripping unto the floor.
Alone and forgotten in the darkness
you lay...waiting.
Voices yell,
in another argument you can tell.
But who cares?
You are forgotten,
no more than a closed door.
Crystal tears
drip
drip
dripping once again.
Now the page is turning,
and still you lay,
Alone and forgotten,
As it comes to
the ending.
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