My Tears
'These' she said 'are mine',
As she placed the vial in her pocket
Full of tears she'd rung from me.
'I have' she said 'a collection at home
They sit upon the mantle to reflect the light,
My rainbow of tears'
'Hearts are such puny things'.
Then she smiled her killer smile
'Now I have yours I'll crush it'
poem by Paul Brookes
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