If I showed you my teardrops
Would you catch them like rain?
Maybe store them in jars
That are labeled with PAIN..
Would you follow their tracks
From my eyes down my cheeks
As they tell all the stories
That I’ll never speak.
Would you stop them with kisses?
A hand in my hair?
As you whisper that life
Wouldn’t always be fair.
If I showed you my teardrops
Would you show me your own?
So that when I am lonely,
I’m not so alone..
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Very nice! Loved it.
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