Saltwater

March 1, 2011
By overachiever-writing GOLD, Shillington, Pennsylvania
overachiever-writing GOLD, Shillington, Pennsylvania
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Everything
Is falling. . .
Like the sun
At the end
Of the day,

Like the shooting stars
Which we always
Seem to miss,

Like my tears
Down my face
And off of
My lips,

They taste. . .
Like salt..

The author's comments:
ever since i was little i've been intrigued by the fact that tears taste like salt and i've finally expressed that in a poem

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