Counting TearsA Story by Tiny DropOne. Two. Three. Four. Droplets fall Down they go Down the drain Straight to shore Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Down they dance As I break Into a crazed sweat Of a mess Dirty and unkempt Like a bird's nest. I dread... The silence Of death In your depth Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Oh how I dwell With emotions that swell In my weakened chest Since others have wept For me and myself When I realized I was... dead.
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