No drops of blood
a clear tear on the heart
heart a tear
shredded shed of tragedy
forgive a cry
every once in awhile
eyes hide hehind
shades of glass
Jeremiah weed compensate
for a drunk heart
is free to breathe
for it has forgotten to feel
armed casing in steel
so forgive her heart cries
the tear
that shall not fall from the eyes
so she takes a little trip
every now and then
bad as War’s “Low Rider”
remembering Sadig’s summer songs
eight track tapes
all those jams
inside her head
the wedding ring she pawned
the torn heart with a tear
let her cry

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