Ink tears
whom rest in black tears
so do they course upon
my face
Are mine of pain
and sorrow
of anger I can't abate
yet what of the hate
of past
and present
those are the tear's
that I so shed
shed such with but a pen
each tear with a meaning
for each has its own feeling
they all carry their own reason
Yet never do they
reach the ground
unnoticed unknown
by James e Mclain and Unnoticed Unknown
Scarlet .....
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