Oct 2021
Are my tears made of gasoline?
Why do they stoke the flames of your fury?
Are my tears icy cold?
Why do they make the warmth of your love, cool?
Are my tears hideous?
Why must you always look away when I cry?
Are my tears ear-splittingly loud ?
Why do you look at them with pain and irritation?
Why do they stoke the flames of your fury?
Are my tears icy cold?
Why do they make the warmth of your love, cool?
Are my tears hideous?
Why must you always look away when I cry?
Are my tears ear-splittingly loud ?
Why do you look at them with pain and irritation?
A poem about the different reactions my family has to me crying.
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