TEARS FROM THE SOUL

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    TEARS FROM THE SOUL

    the tears move
    across her face
    like
    a
    river
    her tounge
    moves across her
    moist lips
    tasting the
    clear
    salty liquid
    feeling the
    tears of the soul.

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    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

    aparramore’s Poems (25)

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    I NEED YOU 0
    I KNOCK ON YOUR DOOR 0
    I CAN'T HOLD ON ANYMORE 1
    THE LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS 0
    LOOK UP 1
    BLACK WORMS 1
    SO LONELY 0
    NOT IN CONTROL 0
    BLACKNESS 0
    ALL THE WORLD IS INSANE 1
    FUTURE 0
    IMMORTAL WHISPERS 1
    DEAD WITHOUT YOU 0
    TEARS NO LONGER FLOW 0
    COLD WINTER 1
    WASTELAND 0
    I AM THE VICTIM 0
    I SCREAM DO YOU HEAR ME 2
    SOMETIMES 0
    DRIVING 0
    TEARS FROM THE SOUL 0
    PAINTING ON EMPTY CANVAS 0
    NOTHING IS THERE 1
    Slowly 0
    Drink From me 2