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by Danielle Gagnon Jan 14, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
My heart it bleeds, With mornful cries, I fall & watch my spirit leave for the skies It drops a tear, From high above The last thing i hear, a crying dove. It flys above, Crying to hear The sound of its lost true love. Theres only one, And it knows, Lost for ever, His heart exsplodes. Love and tears Fall from the sky Raining down on me, Like the Blood from your eyes It stings at first, But their are no cries, For the poor lost soul, The pain is gone inside.