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My teardrops
My teardrops are no slag,
It carries a message,
It draws an immortal flag
of sadness, in my life book's page,
It cannot be torn,
Even after so much trying,
It returns when a pain is born,
Then , I'm always crying,
It, nothing can erase,
From my life book's page,
Like none in old days,
Were brave against sage,
Subject to my happiness,
My teardrops are a few,
With this poem I want to express,
That , also my teardrops have a value.
© kuntal