Tears- a poem

Salty tears sprout from my eyes,

I blink them away.

They slide down my face,

Onto my cheeks.

Stinging my skin,

Sadness flows through me.

I blink again,

But they stay.

Trickling down my nose,

Onto my lips.

I swallow back tears.

Tears stream down my face,

I lick my lips.

More tears sprout,

Teardrops on my eyelashes.

Such a sorrowful moment,

Seems to last forever.

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