Liquid Lenses
Tears drawn from a memory well
oft overwhelm a broken heart,
recalling love's magical spell.
Tears drawn from a memory well
imbue tomorrow, where dreams dwell,
with sadness, recalled tears impart.
Tears drawn from a memory well,
oft overwhelm a broken heart.
With sadness, recalled tears impart,
trickling drops betray how hearts feel
as hopes and dreams get torn apart.
With sadness, recalled tears impart,
love's unable to gain a start;
liquid lenses blur what's real.
With sadness, recalled tears impart,
trickling drops betray how hearts feel.
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