Rusted Tears
The tin man stood out in the rain and felt each inch of sorrow;
his broken heart beyond repair with no hope for tomorrow.
Now all that's left to him is rust and solitary grief
when his love left for higher ground and stole off like a thief.
Beyond the things he knows as truth are those that make him weep;
a rusted heart and broken spirit are all he's left to keep.
The tin man felt each drop of rain as he whispered good-bye
and from the depths a solitary tear fell from his eye.
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