Treasure Island

Genevieve Pilat

(02/1991 / New Jersey, USA)

Acid Tears


Here we go again with these acid tears
My ever so unwanted friend
These tears bring pain I want them to stop
But they seem to never end.

There are some scars upon my face
As the acid trickles down
My flesh starts to burn, I close my eyes
This leaves a permanent frown.

Perhaps these tears could offer me
A brand new hopeful start
Have them peel away your embraces and all false kisses
That ever touched my cheeks and heart.

And once these acid tears erase
Any sign that I had loved you
I could move on and live life the way I want
Until these tears cry for someone new.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 18, 2014
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