my name is a little tear
i was born in a beautiful eye
i am not from fear
but over someone die
i cant stop growing
this is hurt me a lot
and this is become boring
because i am a tear of blood
this love is gone and never will be back
and that's made a part of my heart become black
god, , please let me dry
and with this love make me fly
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