Black Tears

Vain

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Onyx black
Like oil grease
Streaming down my face
Her heart was breaking
Her hands were shaking
And her mind was in another place
The pretty doll cries for you
Mascara smeared
Hair flustered
And no clue
No idea what the hell
She is supposed to do
Her heart is pure
Her love true
Her intentions good
But she's just not enough for you
She stands there crying
As you turn to leave
So you don't have to see
Her black tears....
 
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