is it a naturaloccurrence to weep
during acts of extreme
human kindness
or are you of the mentality
to turn your face and force
that almost renegade
tear back up into
your ducts?
emotions
at time
can be immensely
obscure — i remember
one day, i had my chunky
heeled onyx hued mary-janes
and noticed
all the tears that fell
in a flower formation
from my broken
yet inquisitive
optics
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