Tears On My Pillow !
They'll be tears on my pillow tonight,for me it seems like fate.
That every time I trust I lose, and usually all to late.
The pain of false affections can wound a peaceful soul.
Send it spinning the wrong direction, toward a dark and lifeless hole.
Of pain I know much, but keep it deep inside.
My pleasures though their few, I do not choose to hide.
Life will continue on, and I must make my way.
Tomorrow is on the horizon, and past will be this day.
Maybe I'll find that someone, or maybe he'll find me.
Someday, somewhere we'll meet, if it's truly meant to be.
Copyright © Martha Reeves | Year Posted 2008
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