Every teardrop,
Is evidence of my pain,
Of my misery,
Of my shame.
Every teardrop,
Is evidence of my love,
Of my desperate need,
To have you hear me.
Every teardrop,
Is evidence of my fear,
Of my deepest regret,
Whicn was telling you my darkest secret.
Every teardrop,
Is evidence of my torment,
Of my inability to find a reason,
To simply keep going.
Angela M OBrien
13/10/11
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