Tears
Drops rolling from the heart, brought by memories left in my mind.
Fear, of rejection from a misunderstanding that looks like
Truth, that never came out, as its presence was never needed.
Oh! Wish you called for it, then the hatred glaring at me would never have been formed.
Alas! It was, would you like a word of thanks for the crack in the heart, the constant distance or the fleeing of my mind.
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