by: Tanay Suresh
a teardrop falls,
abort from eyes to cheek, the clear bubble.
a teardrop falls,
as we fail to speak, we only hope, to throw our troubles.
a teardrop falls,
and we deem ourselves weak, we give into the demon that chuckles.
a teardrop falls,
a lost smiling streak, our eyes proceed to slowly turn purple.
a teardrop falls,
a broken physique, our damaged minds only begin to crumble.
a teardrop falls,
a world gone bleak, this is only one of the many stumbles.
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