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Tears Are a Language

Every teardrop tells a story As its running down our cheek The sound it makes cannot be heard For its voice is much too weak Listen to a teardrop fall But listen with your soul The silent screams of broken hearts Is a sound you can't console Teardrops are a language That's spoken from the heart An endless stream of liquid pain That hurts right from the start Tears are often misunderstood As a cleansing of the soul But they leave scars that go unseen When the pain begins to flow Tears are filled with part of us A part we try to hide They can come from many places To show what's hidden inside Every teardrop tells a story That most will never hear For they don't understand the language That's spoken by a tear

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 2/22/2011 11:39:00 AM
oooh I will be adding this to my favorites...love the part, "Listen to a teardrop fall..." very lovely....
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Date: 2/22/2011 8:56:00 AM
Great piece, Larry. Enjoyed. Ralph
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Date: 2/22/2011 5:54:00 AM
very touching poem!! Enjoyed reading today.
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Date: 2/22/2011 4:28:00 AM
Very descriptive. I Like your use of expression with the line 'An endless stream of liquid pain.' Well done. Em :)
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