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Sorrow, and slashes of pain Would you think someone is capable of loving
If they never even attempt to understand?
They hurt inside, they cry inside, and yet
The smile they show, they take for granted.
And then time comes when walls collapse
They see your truest secret colors
A crying child, and a lonely soul
They run away, they're scared to death
Coz no one loves a crying soul
Who just wants to be put to rest.
Are you so afraid of the tears I show
Coz they show you that you are blind?
Are you deaf to the cries of the crazy mind
Who wants to break free from time?
I kept my word, and stayed right here
And you are not, I hate these tears
I am right here, the ghost from the past
With these petals that were meant to last
And now their tender beauty has died
Just like the hand that held on to their life.
