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Unwashed saliva Directly comes to mind In an embrace A new level of intimacy Sometimes you can feel them Softly throbbing under your arms Or the smell detects them on the face Rolling steadily down skin Hearing is the worst. Dealing is just as bad. Some peoples cries so uncontainable, Either one of you is mad Are you inhuman to not react? Are they putting on an act? The difficulty about tears is that None can ever truly be judged.
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Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 9:10 AM UTC
The smell of tears
Unwashed saliva Directly comes to mind In an embrace A new level of intimacy Sometimes you can feel them Softly throbbing under your arms Or the smell detects them on the face Rolling steadily down skin Hearing is the worst. Dealing is just as bad. Some peoples cries so uncontainable, Either one of you is mad Are you inhuman to not react? Are they putting on an act? The difficulty about tears is that None can ever truly be judged.
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Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 9:10 AM UTC
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