tear drop

A tear drop holding still at the brim, 

Creating a blurr, and a stir within

Beckons a hope that is far and forlorn

Kindles a desire, yet to be born


Don’t blink, hold still, or the tear will roll

Causing a stream, crushing the soul

Don’t shush the silence, let it speak a little more

The fear is faultless, and intentions are pure


This tear drop holds a memory within

If I let it fall, will I give in?

I lean on to the memory, and let the drop recede

Rolling it back, I crush the need

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