Silent Tears

My malice taking its form as danger;

Sighting it, I tremble out of fear,

I frown , I then simper ;

Ultimately, down it comes rolling,

rolling,

rolling;

Trickling down my zephyr cheeks, of hue – pear.

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Tears – carrying notes of apology for my foolery;

Yet suffers, ’cause none cares a hang.

Whence I turn a turbulent in solitary;

Finding my courage rising,

rising,

rising;

In its zenith, I don’t fear even snakes fang !

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For, to err is but human !

but, to apologize marks a man.

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