Tears

Sometimes I feel life is tears.
Tears of happiness.
Rare.
Tears of sadness.
Plenty.
Tears of many things.
Universal.
But most of all I feel
that tears,
take up most of my time.
Even when I don’t want to cry
But cannot help the liquid
gushing from the heart
and dripping onto the floor.

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