Tears

I fell my eyes with tears they come and go so much.... I feel them run down my face like a speedy race... They seem to come when i change emotions... Whether happy or sad... These little runners will go... Sometimes they need to be released from the prison of my eyes others they need to just hide.... But no matter what my tears are real....

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