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Tears
As tears fall down from your walls of grace
They’re silent as a feather, not a one to embrace
No one sees if their mixed with glee or sorrow
If they open their heart, they might see them tomorrow
Some fall like shrapnel's of glass to the ground
You’re the only one that hears the loudness of their sound
As you feel the depth and greatness of each tear
One day will come, where your tears will feel no fear
 ... xox
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