Crystal Tears
Trickle down gently
Across warmth and steam,
Tracing out splotches,
Across crimson and cream!
Shaking on sorrow,
In icy cold dark,
Killing all future,
And killing the spark!
Yesterday's happy
Is dying and gone.
Todays empty spaces
Just linger along!
Your face is all spotted
With cruel crystal tears,
As you shake in your corner
Sipping your beer!
Joy Weare.
10th March, 2006.
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