BREAK UP



Tears run down her face,
Uncontrolled and free.
She can’t keep them in place;
They pour because of me.

Her hurting, like a cloud,
Obscuring what I know.
It shouldn’t be allowed
For grief to clearly flow.

Mascara shows a trail;
A road that leads to sorrow.
Our love that’s now so frail
Will never see tomorrow.

I know I won’t forget,
Those streaks like autumn rain,
An image of regret;
Like glass stained with her pain

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