Without tears we are no one, without tears we
are lost, lost in a world in which we cannot exist. I enter that world to
bargain and resist; I enter to scheme, to lie, and live as a thief; stealing
the wetness from another’s cheek, in shadows I am there, remorse, overcome with
tears of grief.
I live with stolen tears, these tears for you I
cry. I carry them into my dreams; to live in hopes my soul to die. For this I find regrets for stolen passions;
never to return, never to repeat what was once a stolen kiss, a tear, a touch,
a fear, remorse for life’s lost actions.
Tears shine with infinite secrets, entering the
now, to the surface, and then find themselves lost in grey shadows, dark shadows
to come; giving me away to the essence of the now, the hereafter; with or
without you, we become one.
My tears, I will look for you, look after you,
I will give you away, kiss you away, touch you away; always and forever, today.
I will surrender these tears shed with love, with
care, within the fervor of the now. I will survive, I will live, I will do all
that I can for these tears, somehow.
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