My well has run dry,
My hopes have tumbled from high,
My pain eats up my spine and thigh,
I feel sun dried.
My cry wandered everywhere but ears,
All I did was shed waves of tears,
As my chest heaved with no fears.
But now shred my tears,
I want to see them no more,
Shred them till they shed tears,
I want to see my shreded tears,
I want to smile at them.
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