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Thursday, 22 December 2011

TEARS


Tears of pain run down my cheek,
wishing i was able to hold the one i seek.

Tears from my heart i cry,
left out here alone to die.

Tears i cry from the soul,
wishing my heart was once again whole.

Tasting the tears,
trying to wipe away the fears.

Wondering if i will ever be able to hold the one i love,
wondering if someone will help me from above.

I can't take this anymore, you've won,
tears run down my cheek, as i hold this gun.



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