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Tears!

They fell just the way they were meant to,

Streaming down like rivers atop rugged hillsides;

Pitter pattering wasn't in their nature as they weren't raindrops

Refreshing they were though like a breath of dawn

Overnight they left her beauty strained and unkempt

Sore eyes, sticky stained cheeks and perhaps a headache.

Nevertheless, they eased the stabbing pain of heartache

Cleansing every nook and corner of her bereft soul.

Mere though they were, they served as anaesthetic tears!