Pour out the feelings of your heart.
That is troubling you, child,
Don't let your soul tear apart,
By the cruelty shown to you by people wild..
I understand the pain that's yours,
Cry your sufferings out till it becomes over,
I can see the tears in your eyes that pours,
Don't let the dark clouds of confusion near you to hover..
I will pray for things to turn fine one day,
When your pain, loneliness and emptiness will end,
And with a smiling and contended heart you will say,
Even the bitterest times pass away, dear friend!
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