Cried Out!

November 16, 2009
As A tear falls, a problem appears
The water that falls couldn't disappear my fears
As they fall down my face, burns of depression
So wore out there's no more liquid for me to see
Was I blind of my mistakes?
So blind of my mistakes, so bling I let this be.
My tears a symbol of immortal sucess
So filled with this grief I could never be blessed.
I have no designated shelter to call my own
My tears have no sanity to call their home.
All the tears bring power to the devils kingdom.
Does he have my repent under his authority?
Do my problems bring for to one I can't see?
I can't even tell you, but my strength is fading.
By every tear and every burn that plans on laying.

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