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Cry

If all of this was to go on I'm sure every last piece would be gone By the time it was too late It would be beyond the point of hate At times I wonder why we cry Some say its just our way of saying goodbye To the pain we all hold within We lie with eyes, a smile and grin Dare not let anyone know Of the problems that trouble us so Every encounter we make our greeting And the smiles of which keep repeating While screams of agony echo down the stone halls No doors and no windows just miles of walls Built to keep it all quiet in this prison cell Till it grows hot like the fires of hell It fills every inch of every room Every breath of life it will consume The only thing it ever fears Are the smallest drops of salty tears They put out the fires that blacken and scar Chasing it all away so very far From all we hold close to our heart And those we love to cherish even when apart When all is over, said and done I hope for you I will be the one The rest may leave you, but no not I I'll hold you close, its ok to cry

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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