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Cry, Cry, Cry

Cry, Cry, Cry

Tears all the time

Puffy eyes in the morning

No appetite

Bored out of my mind

Don't know what to do

Just want to sleep it away

Pray for things to get better

Wake up to a new day

BUT soon that day turns to grey

Cry, Cry, Cry

More tears

Repeating pattern

It gets worse

Makes me sick

Cry, Cry, Cry

Till these eyes dry out

No more tears left to cry

Blood pressure rises

Anger sets in

Deep breaths; calm



Morning; Repeat

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