Tears of the sand are hard to wipe,
Green cannot with many trials swipe,
You see these tears take forever to form,
But drop instantly and begin to foam,
They are burdened by feels,
They eleven without system or skills.
Tears of the sand boil over our heads,
Our eyes ramble sadness and sheds,
Sometimes lightning strikes from our lips,
And our hearts continue to rip.
Tears of the sand takes us to the low,
Jealousy red anger sad blue will show.