Cry
You know of My Tears
You know of My Diamonds
You know that I Cry
That I Cry
For You
You know thats its always been
For You
Of You
You know vaguely why I Cry
But I shall tell you again
I Cry
And I Cry
More and More
Use to be infrequently
Not it is
Every
Night
Again
And again
I stain my pillow
I Cry
More and More
Until My Eyes then Bleed
And they Sting
Like a Wasp
They hurt so badly
I dont want to
Cry
Anymore
I hate it so much
But I
Cry
Because of You
Because I Hate You
But I Still Love You
I dont want to
Hate You
And I dont want to
Love You
I want to
Die
Just
Die
I want to lay here
And Die
Because I
Cry














Comments
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You dont take a photograph,
you make it.
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