breaking broken crying cried
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She's breaking
quickly with each passing moment.
Her hands are shaking
for he is potent.
She's crying
as softly as a sleeping baby.
Her mind was blurred as she was lying
Looking out into the corner,
On this warm day,
I caught a glimpse of a sparkle.
A sparkle in this stranger’s eye.
Then a dominant dimple
Upon his right cheek.
He acquired my glance and made a smirk.
The tears she cries are not the good ones
She was not just someone
I dont know how it slipped my mind
She was always so kind
How was i supposed to know
She was slowly letting go
A thousand words, hopelessly lost,
meant to be used like old bottles.
Only one thing stands in the way.
