pouring out of eyes like there is an endless well somewhere, hidden where i cannot see
pain
every single drop falling so fast for it is weighed down with heartache,
heartache
so strong that every drop of hers that collides with my skin makes me flinch
i can almost physically feel it, taste it, because i can see it
words escape me
for,
when i make the same mistakes as you
who am i to give advice?
i can only relate... and touch to console
who am i to give advice?
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