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Rated: E · Poetry · Drama · #1489070

my oldest memory on here

I see the ripple
a stone (tear)
leaves when it's dropped
into a pool
and I wonder
why anyone would
want to spoil
the glass like
perfection of
your heart.

I see the ripple
a stone (tear)
leaves when its dropped
into a pool
and I wonder
why no one wants
to stop and
wipe your
eyes dry
and why you cry.
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