My tears underlined my pain.
They created storms,
And rage in your name.
My tears build walls.
They danced all alone.
They flooded towns,
And made decisions,
No one would condone.
My tears were mad,
For you were selfish.
My tears were bad,
For you were nothing.
Poetry
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Though sad yet beautiful wording and meaning well explained, thanks.