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The tears of a father - lava that's burning

An eruption that longs for bursting

His throat is hurting, he buries them deep

No one can see them, they're his to keep

The tears of a son - each one a glowing pearl

The first heartbreak painful and bitter

They hit the ground like falling raindrops

The valley of love gently drinks them all up

Sometimes sour, sometimes sweet

A single teardrop enough to say it

Hardened outward but aching inside

His heart is covered in bruises and scars

A grandfather's tears - a book of secrets

Joys and sorrows have filled its pages

He locks it tight, guards it closely

On these pages his tears are the mystery