i am digging a well,
to catch your tear drops.
and because they remain,
on the edge of your jawline,
i have no power to make them fall.
it is only you who could give up your sadness.
realize that the day you die,
i die.
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this is a powerful little poem, i really think sometimes in poetry less says more and here it definately does. beautiful work


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wow, I cannot thank you enough for that comment, it is so greatly appreciated.




