They do not rinse the pain away,
Do not stop the clock,
Do not listen to opinion,
Will not stop to talk,
They only drain a cavity,
Between the heart and soul,
A mirror made of memory,
Out of your control,
They are a gift,
I think you'll see,
Without which we would drown,
Worth no more than one small smile,
No less than one fresh frown,
Tears just drop because they can,
Flow because they must,
A river beautiful and free,
Everyone can trust,
So next time you see teardrops fall,
Just like they had eyes,
Remember it's so laughs can grow,
In between the cries.
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