Tears

The tears roll down
Sliming the cheeks
Wetting the skin
Soaking all
So wet and hot
Only to dry and cool
Seeming to freeze the skin beneath
Rotting the dead flesh
But still alive
Tears as blood
Red slippery streaks
Stripes of anguish
Witness of pain
Burning the eyes
Hissing as acid
Evaporating, the salts left
To stretch the skin
But more tears come
To relieve the pain
But not the heart.

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