Originating from a divine despair
Both in times of happiness and sorrows
Images of hopes against images of despair
It travels from the heart to the eyes
The more you try to fight it
It hurts you more
The moment you let it out
Every moment of feelings change
Falling like snowflakes
Quietly and slowly
Speaking words unspoken
As it rolls down your cheeks
Not all of it is visible
For some remain within
From the inside, looking out
Silently it falls
One often cant count it
Neither bring it back
Flowing from the depth
Into the outside
These are my tears
My beautiful tears
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