My Teardrops

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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