Teardrops, Heartdrops.

teardrop

an empty box and blank letters

stamps on a table, they will never be of any use

Ink drying out in a winter sun

the dark has settled in

rain knocking on the windows softly

no response at all.

a sharp pain,  violently

tears got lost on their way

being stuck in nowhere

but in the inside place

everything drowned.

dripping pieces of heart

into a pool of endless tears.

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