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Words are Tears

They are tears, these words in the mornings.
They help me to spend my days worth.
 
I wake up.  I sob. I have  coffee.
I hope facebook can cheer me up.
 
I remember, I sob, I eat breakfast.
God reminds me of blessings I got.
 
I smile, then I sob, cause I’m broken.
A part of me has walled itself off.
 
Only one thing in the world I can’t have,
and I grieve it like it ever was mine.
 
There’s hope at the end of my morning bouts
but these tears are all he left behind.

(2013)

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