That penetrates the wounded hearts;
Dilutes the blood in sorrow
With series of depressed memories;
A mask of fear the tears become;
To tragically end the discordance in swift strike.
Peace is but a veil, experienced not
Unfathomable in the absence of gap
In between the thoughts.
Silent tears accompany many
Teary hearts tear their hopes
They breathe their faith in fate
In seconds to come, they may not be there.
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