Not one tear will stay away.
Nothings clear and there is only today.
I’m terrified that my feet may decide the way.
Petrified, there is only scars remaining at the bay.
Fear strikes; surely, either direction leads me into dismay.
I loved yesterday and I love you today.
I’ll love you; far beyond my face turning a pale shade of grey.
Till then, not one tear will stay away.
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