sometimes i cry hot tears
and i don't want you to tell me not to
i don't want you to exercise
jurisdiction on my eyes you don't realize
these salty flavored stuffy sticky tears
are all i want
don't tell me not to cry
don't tell these loving rivers
to not flow from each eyelid down the supple plains
of my cheeks round
the plumpness the red flush
quiver shiver
down the side of my nose
around my lips
pressed tight
you do not exercise control here
you do not exercise control
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