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To kiss another’s tears is to drink a poison of your own creation, 

Thoughtful, carefully crafted, and yet stings just the same.

To kiss another's tears is to be in a desert full of drought,

The beauty of her boundaries,

Were how easy they’d be found,

She very clearly stated,

how not to let her down,

So if you crossed the first one,

She’d state to you again,

Please don’t go there my darling,

I wish a lie was just another funny truth,

But it’s not,

The chains that tied it to the floor,

Left nothing but cankered knots,

And when the sailors hauled her up the side of the dock,

Today I booked a flight to Germany,

A place I’ve never known,

Neither did my father,

Nor my mothers ever gone,

It’s funny how the geographic gene,

Or dna,

However did the ones before you,

I think that it’s alright to grieve,

It’s ok to be upset,

My eyes lay blank on white canvas,

Trying to forget.

I wish I never met you,

Wish you never made me smile,

Because I’m afraid of heart break,

If I wore a different face would I recognize myself?

If I no longer had the struggle of beautiful tears,

Falling from beautiful eyes,

Would they still be the windows into the soul I know now?