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Here they be tears

Tears running down the cheeks like tiny rain drops here they be

Mine is the sad tale of what could have been

Lost to all who saw me, I am but bitter and now frail

My own hand cut into the flesh

Feasting on her heart they turn to see the light

Blood pouring from the mouth he begins to shout

Cries for help go unanswered and he dies

Not by my hand she cries

I am old and frail now you can see

Leave me alone child go away, set me free

Tears running down the cheeks like tiny rain drops here they be


written by:Derrick A Jasper Feb 19th 2015



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