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Dry Eyes

Why oh why

Are my eyes so dry?

With the weeping days I live

And the sorrows that make me cry

 

There is no time left to find

A heart that allows me to breath

Granting an experience to feel kind

A lesser worry to conquer my mind

 

With every eye that blinks

And stares and withers

With every muscle that shrinks

And thoughts that gives you shivers

 

Today may be my last

So please, I ask you now

With every moment that may past

When your eyes feel dry, blink fast

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