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Those silent tears ran down again So sure was I that they had dried And the hollow feeling they had left Matches no other but the one of death So, close the casket or set the fire Let me not live another while nurturing solitude with endless hope embracing ghosts of fake smiles Be this mind put at a final rest All the sorrow ending at last No struggle left to be done Never another silent tear to run.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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