Teardrop
Every teardrop have a weight to it
Sad or joy...they roll out
ever so soundless but ever so heavy
to my heart they are
They don't come free fall on their own
With reasons they escape their safety
Sad or joy...they free fall and down
they go to nothingness...forever gone
Only to leaving streaks of wetness
to remind their ever so temporary
existence in hoping for you to notice
they were ever so meaningful teardrops
So please don't go playing with my heart
for every teardrop that streak down
heavily hurt more than you know
Smile
Akkina R Downing
1-29-17
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