crying read tears is like
crying into a pond of
red rose petals, of young loves
who have played the game of
"He loves me, he loves me not."
But I can't play those games,
Because the love I want so badly,
I cannot possess.
Why? because he's
Not good enough? Or too old?
No, that's not it
He's busy crying red tears because
he hasn't found the love he longs for
maybe his love is blind
and he will someday open his
red-teared eyes and see me!
And then I, too, can play
those games with the red rose
petals, and won't have to cry
Red tears.
This is my best friends making... redtears is her name... peace
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