her tears
in my hands as they rolled
out of her baby
blues.
go ahead, i told her.
cry, cry it out.
why not.
this is the world we live in.
don't worry about
what comes next, or who
loves or doesn't love
you.
trust me, i've been there
and back.
put your head upon my
shoulder,
and rest.
no need to worry.
cry and cry it out,
let it rain, let the streets
fill up and flood, until
there are no tears left.
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