My eyes so tired,
They try to close,
Solemn tears,
They water,
Like a rose.

What must I do,
To not shed a tear,
Why can’t I steer away those words,
Those words,
I wish I never heard,
I held them in like a treasure,
Though,
I’ve destroyed them ,
More times,
Than ever.

Coming back,
They never go,
My tears keep coming,
Forever flow.

The tears I cried before were true,
Were from me,
Not from you,
I don’t miss who you are,
Nor being with you at all,
Just wish,
I had never returned that call,


You’re gone,
Though you seem to be,
But,
No your not,
Your prescence I feel,
Like a petal of a rose,
That lays at my door,
Never to go,
Never to stay,
Just always there,
Closer than a mile,
And further than a day.

 
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