I'm Not Crying

I'm leaking
I'm expelling emotion
I'm wringing excessive serenity

I'm Not Crying

The moisture you see is topical integrity
It's the residual of overwhelming desire
I'm spewing liquid love

Please believe me when I say I'm not crying

It's simply a fluid from my imbalanced foundation
It's a glare reflecting from apprehension
It's the meltings of discernment

I AM NOT CRYING

I told you it's the juice of inducement
The drippings of lust
A spill of satisfaction

How dare you doubt my lucidity
NOW I AM crying...

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