Give me another box of kleenex
To dry my weary eyes
My heart is overwhelmed
With rendering of sighs
I just can't stop them leaking
This water flow of pain
Flowing from my eyes lids
As the spring time rains
I pray take this emotion
I don't want to feel this way
I don't want to be seen
As a blubbering idiot
But it just won't go away...
Job 16: 20
© 2009 Cathy Hodgson
Sometimes a cry can be healing
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