Tears

Finally, at last,
Here come the tears,
The dam wall burst,
After all these years.
No longer able,
To be strong.
Let go of the cable,
Stopped holding on.
Consumed by the flood,
Will possibly drown.
Dust turns to mud,
White streaks in the brown.
Unable to think,
While the river flows,
Might need a drink,
The desire grows.
This too shall pass,
Or so they say,
But all that I ask,
Is to live through the day.

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