WHEN MY LAST TEARDROP FALLS

WHEN MY LAST TEARDROP FALLS

When my last trail of teardrop falls
Then my past thought will have fallen
When my thought stands majestically
Then my mind will have captured peace.

Tears tease and kiss the faultless cheeks
Fears freeze my victory's wings to victory
Fears please my darkened mind to fate
Leers leaven thy disastrous fight to loose.

Things fall apart erode to amalgamation
This war appeals tigers to justification
Adventures erode mind to hopeless
Like an eclipse, mind pays attention.

A lonely battle of a lonely brave breath
A loosing battle is hidden behind skies
A loosing but scarily sentry to humanity
A hooking cascade to tear off the jaws.

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