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by Kendra Apr 5, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
She cries a thousand tears, Every single day, no one sees them, As they run away. Tears fall quietly, They can't be heard, They fall gently, Like rain slowly falling. They come from the eyes, Streaming down the face, Like a river, Running at a slow pace. Silent tears, Is what she cries, They can't be heard, Because there never dry. She cries a thousand tears, Every single day, No one sees them, As they run away. *plz Comment*
by Kendra
thank u
by :( sydney ):
good job...keep writing!