Crying

Yes, my eyes are wet.
And all the sniffs I do
remind you of the times
you wronged me
and make you search,
for the thirteenth time perhaps,
of what it might be
that leaves me thus.
But it is nothing, really
Just this onion I am trying to cut.

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