Where the Tears Go
On the asphalt,
they just bounce off.
On the sand,
they soak right in.
An honest heart
soaks them right in.
It’s not that the colors
were blurred,
Nor was it that the lights
were blurred.
It was my own
heart that was blurred.
I want a heart
just like the sand.
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