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Saturday, April 3, 2010

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If you listen close enough you can hear me cry at night
It’s real late though
With Sun way outta sight
Only thing out is Mr. Moonlight
You can hear my tears
Even the oldest of ears
The tears
Fall right here
On my pillow
Slipping out
Black like the widow
Painful as her bite
Dreary as her flight
I cry at night
Let the tears
Escape my psyche
And lie beside me
Keeping me company
Because my lovely
Lover forgot me

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