It burns.
As it flows down the side of my face and stains it.
My skin soaks in the wetness.
A lonely tear drop is what its called.
The first I've ever cried Since I was 2.
Will you please wipe it away?
And make the Pain go away!
Please!
This aweful pain is torturing my soul!
Twisting and Dark is what its becoming,
worse yet,
Wanting to die.
You can not even imagin how much torture is in only one of my tear drops.
Now imagin,
thousands upon thousands of lonely tears,
making a stream down the side of my delicate, porcelain white skin.
So please,
wipe my one lonely tear drop away,
So I at least know that someone cares
about my dying, tortured soul!

 
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