Drip

Drip

Splat

Tears fall like raindrops from the sky, Marring her small, freckled face. She sniffles, Breath stuttering,

She chokes on air, Tears at her clothes, clutching her dying heart— But she dares not scream. No… she must be silent.

Her eyes puff red,

Drip

Drip Her tears soak the floor once more.

No one understands.

Drip

Drip And how could they?

Drip

Drip What would she say? What could she do?

Drip

All she can do

Drip

Drip

Is hold back her wails,

Drip

Drip

And pray for the sun to rise again.

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Splat