Sunday, August 7, 2011

Little Tear

Stored up until needed. You sit there waiting to be released. No one sees how you're special or even knows your need. Slowly you rise up and block their vision from clear sight. Then slide down leaving cool salty warmth behind. For some you are a sign of weakness. For some you are their strength. For me, you are the reason that now I can clearly think. You cleansed my soul and made me smile. Falling like a cool summer’s shower you brought me to the light. So fall like the rain whenever you want. Cause to me you are special and if you were gone I’d miss you a lot. 

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