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Jan 2016
As it scurry's down my face, scarred
About things and times in my mind.
When my eyes find a tear to spare
Searching a peaceful place to find

It rolls down stained, no longer clear
It wasn't created for this
Pushed by this overpow'ring fear
The burden of this dark abyss

Yearning for some security
But it couldn't escape in time
As it drops searching hopelessly
It finally finds peace sublime
Written by
Jake Mann
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