You'Ve Been Hurt So Long
Doll you've been hurt so long
Gulping down tears you no longer do
They're etched upon the windows of your mind
You feel the sun will no longer rise
Callous, careless words
You try to hide
Deeply penetrating wound
No birthday cake to console
Bitter cocoa wouldn't do
Doll you've been hurt so long
Gulping down tears you no longer do
They're etched upon the windows of your mind
Believe me the sun will again rise
Worry no longer over tears
planted in the desert years
My child a desert rose will bloom and bloom
fragrance the whole room
Copyright © Lorilei Swenson | Year Posted 2007
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