When I cried
My tears were true
I held you in my heart
My shaking little fingertips
Could feel your pain
They wanted to tranfer your agony away
All throe which had kept your soul for me
Unseen emotions which predicted you bleed
Folded letters in unopened envelope
Hatred and scare taunting your mind
Things which we can only feel
Never mind about the scars
All which will remain becomes the future
