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Tears don’t shine, they dull the
Surface they touch.
My heat breaks as they slide their
Muddy streaks down my face.
Once, they never bothered me
Of the late they torment my daily existence.
And nothing could get through,
The rain cloaks my eyes,
So I see nothing.
But nothing is ever perfect,
Tears don’t stain my clothes,
They only end up wet.
It is the last reality for me,
The tears,
They come, but I find no shame
In the end.
Tears only make you wet,
I still remember
And though the rain I see a smiling face
That greets me in the morning.
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This is what tears mean to me, after all the crying I have done in my life, I have summed up what the teras are and what they mean.
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