if her tears were valuable

Streams of pain seen on
her face her story half
told with just a glimpse

She's hurt...

A pain so deep encouraging
enough tears that one who
is less fortunate can experience
a rinse

If her tears were valuable
those without water would
have much to drink, the agony
brought forth by the one
who rented her heart is more
severe then anyone would think

each time she blinks...

the hurt replays mentally
recorded so her emotions
explain what she thinks

When her thoughts are
played her happiness
fades... Like the light
when the suns bright
decides to shrink

So her days made night
her nights she'd fight...
A war on pain relief would
sum up her life

her dreams....
His wife
That thought....
not quite, his vision
not aligned with her sight

That life..
A beautiful light
a shine equivalent to
christmas brights

His thoughts on her
light usually dims
her bright because his
love for her is summoned
through vaginal friction,

He sees no wife
she knows he's right
because his light is
only described with
an orgasmic description

so her tears take
flight her eyes no
longer cloud white
while disappointment
celebrates it lived up
to its hype, now love
screams sike! And self
pity whispers niiiiccceee
because she fell in love with
one who wasn't right

Asking for favors via
christ to adjust the vision
in her life but she still
continues to see through
the same eyes, because he
is one who is true and wouldn't
dare mislead you if that wish
was granted the entire outcome
would be a lie

If her tears were valuable

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