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11-18-2009, 12:58 PM
I think I know a tear.
I know one all too well.
It's glassy figure
falling down
gently kisses me.
My lips- they quiver
Crying for a touch
The taste of salt reaches me
My tongue ever satisfied
Slowly this drop lands
Placed upon the ground
something that was once so important
Such a piece of you
Could it be forgotten so,
Or do you count them as they leave?
Collecting the tears in a jar
Trapping them, like a memory
Brings an idea of forever being
A tear for a tear
This is why, my friend, I know
A tear all to well
I know one all too well.
It's glassy figure
falling down
gently kisses me.
My lips- they quiver
Crying for a touch
The taste of salt reaches me
My tongue ever satisfied
Slowly this drop lands
Placed upon the ground
something that was once so important
Such a piece of you
Could it be forgotten so,
Or do you count them as they leave?
Collecting the tears in a jar
Trapping them, like a memory
Brings an idea of forever being
A tear for a tear
This is why, my friend, I know
A tear all to well