tears
This week I lost a tear.
And it didn’t fall near.
It wasn’t the first time.
And it shall not be the last.
I lost tears allover the years.
On almost everything.
Girls, cars and maybe beer.
Sometimes those tears dried before they hit the ground.
Sometimes I cried, but there was only the sound.
But this was going through the internet.
It is possible, you bet.
And it found a friend.
No not a one night stand.
One who takes away my fear
Thank you my friend.
For being here
and capture my tear
William M
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