The Last Tear ( A 55er)

With every word that I read,
Every question that I hear,
Every reply that is expected from me
And every answer that I fear....
I hope and pray someday it is the last tear I shed for you ~
For a broken me hurts much more than those broken dreams of mine.

P.S: This poem is just a random scribbling but I loved the depth these 55 words had, hence posted here. Will work on it more and post a longer version soon.

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