Talk to my Tears

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Tell them hello,
Say your goodbyes.
You made them fall,
and down they crawl.

Signals of sadness
emitted from the eye.
The remnants of a broken soul
left behind.

A burning sensation
No, not your imagination.
Recite your apology,
If you wish, a eulogy.

Speak to my sadness,
Don't you dare show gladness,
Join them as they dry,
And become like your apology, a lie.

Don't reassure me with your lies,
You'll never end up in the skies.
Never in the Silver City,
What a pity.

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