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From under her lids do the tears flow, into a sea that surrounds her. it does not touch her but yet breaks her with it's pungent darkness and eerie story behind each drop and into a  sadness yet not spoken.
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Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 9:54 AM UTC
The Sorrowful
From under her lids do the tears flow, into a sea that surrounds her. it does not touch her but yet breaks her with it's pungent darkness and eerie story behind each drop and into a  sadness yet not spoken.
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Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 9:54 AM UTC
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