Blood Tears
Years ago our paths had converged
Years ago our paths had diverged
Years ago!
Years ago we spoke.
Years ago
Years ago we shed tears.
Years ago.
The tears will freeze
And become pearls,
I thought.
But even today they are
As evaporating as
They used to be!
Even today they taste of blood!
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