Because of my life, they hurt so deep
Actions I must do, their hearts I keep
Touch their tears, look what I do
I could've stopped, because I knew
Sacrifice me, let the tears end
Stop the cries, broken shall mend
They cry real tears, you can see
They hurt real pain, because of me
11/1/05
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Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...