Poison Tears

April 25, 2011
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When they stream down your skin and mark your face
You'r left to cope in your own pace
It's like no one can hear you,as if acting a mime
But nothing can help, not even time
They just watch as you choke on fears
Do nothing as you drown in poison tears
But when you'r alone what does it matter?
They just stare as if you break and shatter
And in each of my hours I have become more inhuman
And in each of my days I lose myself in different ways
And in each of my years,I die each time in poison tears

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