Holding tears
I cannot hold my tears anymore
Hide them to show, I am not weak
Who said my tears are my weakness?
All the power in these salty drops
A weapon can steal the sympathy
From cruel hearts
Fool the soft one
Oh my tears, you free
All the bridges built down
Go to your way where you belong
My sorrow, dry land, was waiting too long
Shall m y tears kill my pain ?
Shall my glance come back again?
Crying tonight in the silent night
Reveal the secret of my cruel face
Poetry by Libyan Rose
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Written on 2010-09-23 at 21:48
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