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A tear drop falls onto my paper.
The ink begins to smear.
Yet I continue to write.
As more and more tears fall onto my
paper,
I still write.
Feeling sadness and pain in my
chest.
As I write the feeling inside me
falls upon this paper.
Making my shoulders feel weightless
More and more tears fall upon my
paper.
As I am asked what is wrong,
I still continue writing like I
never heard them.
Soon enough my paper is full.
I look down to see,
Nothing but a blur.
From all of my tears,
Blurred.



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