A tear πΏ
πΏ My duct has failed me. As emotions purge out. Tough and rough became my norm. but hurt still remains a regular. Pain I feel and angst it brings. should I hold on for it still stings within. I am lost in the realm of never ever. Pouring this pain into a tear. As it feels like yesterday I had to let go a tear drop. . . . . . . . π¦ MA YO WA π¦
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