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As
a tear
rolls down
my face,
I think of
why its falling.
the rock
in the bottom of my heart
reminds me that
I am sad.
its not a tear of joy,
or anger,
but of unhappy sadness.
the rock is heavy,
bolted to the bottom
of my heart.
it is sinking, slowly sinking,
carrying my heart further down,
deep down inside me,
my heart is plummeting down
to the depths of a total nowhere.
my sadness will not leave me alone.
its only escape is
through the tear
rolling down my face.

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