The taste of acid. The smell of gas. The tecture of oil. They spill down my cheeks. A burning sensation engulfs my eyes. My face decays. I am drowning. Committing suicide with my own tears. Black Tears. The sign of deadly love. It hurts so good. I lie. I know what I want. It''s that simple. I can''t go on any longer like this. A disease infecting my heart. Why? Just why? I died the first day. I didn''t think I could get anymore dead. A curse from you is what i got. These Black Tears... My body is shot.