A Heart To Soft
She cries on the early morning
she cries on the soft evening hue
a sad thought can bring a tear
being to soft was her biggest fear.
The birth of someone new
the death of a friend or two
tears easily run down the cheek
then solitude she seeks
Kind and passionate
she was always that way
did not take much to make her cry
a soft heart was the reason why.
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