lachrymose oaf vacates ebullience

these tears that fall
oh, these are the tears that fall
as they collect petals
and drape themselves in feathers
the sliding ground
and her valleys swing
a cradle, a rocking chair…
it all just keeps beginning
these tears that fall
fall with the rain
i suppose it might be mine
i suppose we’re one in the same


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