SIENE MICHELLE PALIZZI
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Teardrops

Phasing teardrops onto my lip --
   They went into another dimension
And it rained somewhere
   In the past.

I opened up my mouth and drank it
   And it turned into blood
I don't know why anymore
   But I cried those teardrops.

​It happened over and over again.

Somewhere something else 
   Like that happened
And like 200 million people died
   In an instant.

I noticed it but no one else did.

I happened not 
  To know
Why I shed these tears
   Until 18 years later.

The future went into the past
The past went into the future.

   Now everybody is mourning.
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