The Crocodile Tear.

Believing to be deserving of more
He claimed his sadness 
But it was all a chore
He despised the salty mess
But loved the manipulation
He would soon obsess 
But others grew tired of the situation
Once his tear was born a crocodile 
He no longer got sympathy 
But neither could he smile,
Because he knew true agony.

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1 comment

  1. hmm. pacific


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