Black Tears


and i'm crying black tear drops
on my porcelain skin
wiping the neck of the muck
on my pants
so I don't get the dainty tissues dirty for fear
of being scolded
for acting
unladylike
because princesses act with grace.
there's my fingerprint to prove.

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