Tears often run down my cheeks
That which caused it I'd rather not speak
Tears are for cleansing stress and bring release
Dear God take away this pain please
I hug my tearstained pillow tight
In the middle of the day and night
And when no one is around
I cry with out making a sound
Tears were created by God
I shed do much for a bother I wish I still had
They seem me smile and assume all is well
Buteveryday I enter my very own hell
Time hasn't healed my heartache at all
My lonely heart still call
Time hasn't quieted my fears
I still cry these silent tears
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