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Jul 2014
Tears
salty drops of transparent fears
hidden like ghosts in an attic
they fall down my face
in streams
and grow into rivers
of sadness
a deep blackness
growing deeper
Tears
have molded the lines
on my face
throughout the years
like the unseen scar
of my broken heart
and tears
wet reminders
of childhood fears
are my companion
as long as
we're apart
Heather Valvano
Written by
Heather Valvano  Laceyville PA
(Laceyville PA)   
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