Who Am I?

March 17, 2010
I am born in the eyes
but I die in the cheeks
I come when you cry
and I leave when you sleep
Some wipe me away to hide when they're week
but some let me stay
and there I will seap

I am sent from the brain
like a soldier to war
I face the cruel world
like an infant outdoors
I run down your face
to gather the plain
I wash it away
to help you maintain

My mission is simple
my goal is you
My journey is endless
my progess is true
I am a teardrop
I have no fear
Whenever you need me
I will be here.

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Whisperer said...
Apr. 12, 2010 at 10:30 pm
ok, this is AMAZING. i love how you explain in riddles what you are. the teardrop thing is fantastic. this is really good! one of my favs :)
iiLove replied...
Apr. 14, 2010 at 4:31 pm
Thank you so much! That was really sweet! I like your poem too:)
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