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Marisa Lu Makil Apr 2015
In my world
You never left
I'll never feel
So bereft

In my world
Through all the years
Never have I
Had broken tears.

In my world
My tears drip up
Not down in silence
Or like tea in a cup

In my world
My feathers still grow
It will always be summer
And never snow.

In my world
Though I'm done
My tears still fall
Toward the sun

In my world
My tears flow high
Gently drifting
In the sky

In my world
I'm still broken
But at least
My tears fall up

And not down like yours.

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