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My Tear Ducts

Cried all night and cried til The break of dawn Than cried some more Can you tell me where so Many tears flow? !drop 2drop and here come 3 drops, Laugh, seem like I would be Dried out by now Wouldn’t you think? But, many, many seem to fall Wherever and whenever never Mine me, So “I whisper sigh” I’ve cried so much I can’t Count the teardrops So plentiful they make three “Ah, “Ah, just lonesome and blue” My Lord so many teardrop Has fallen. My tear ducts feel tried and Strained.. In need of a bit of moisture But, the teardrop just come Never mine me But, “Lord” Oh Lord send me a small bottle Of clear eyes to help my Situation.. For my tear ducts is pouring Out dry tears..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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