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Poem: tears


#1

like a well spring
a fountain of hope
draining my soul
from displeasure
from grief
from agony

my wretched heart
twists and contorts
squeezed dry of any
dispair
free from tyranny
free from blood and water

when we bleed wine from our eyes
gods holy grace falls upon us
from heaven
through veins and pores
through ducts
from my eyes comes the blood
of my spirit

my only release.


#2

Hey, Daydreamer Thanks.