Raining Tears

Slowly curving through me 
Crying autumn leaves 
Tearing from a bleeding tree 
Slicing through the heavy air 
Trudging far, losing way 
Lessening to the grassy ground 
Gently settling down 
Nearby a muddy path sprinkled with tepid puddles 
Silent dirty mirrors imitating Heaven 
Angry clouds concealing the blue 
Promptly dropping salty beads 
Serene mirrors severed by splitting tears 
Slowly curving through me

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