Thurdsday. The text below is called Forth Tear. Dedicated to someone. You know who you are.

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First tear,
For all the frustration I feel inside.

Second tear,
For all the anger people have caused me.

Third tear,
For all the truth I have always known.

I tried not to change.
But I guess it’s too late.

For all the milk,
Spilt on the floor.

Thank god I have a friend.
A friend who loves me.
A friend who tells me the truth.

She said,
Don’t cry over spilt milk.
Lick the milk. Don’t let it evaporate.

Thank you.

Fourth tear,
For all the love I received.

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