I Cry Until My Tears Become Dry

A Allen Steble The Philosophical Poet Allen Steble The Philosophical Poet
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When my love left me after all so long I could only begin to see how love could go so wrong I ask myself...why? why does this hurt so much? I have nothing left to do so I cry until my tears become dry When my love left me after so many long years I wonder how it could happen so suddenly as i sleep in the shallow pond of my cold tears I ask myself...why? why does this pain persist? in my fractured heart panting in mist I have nothing left to do so I cry until my tears become dry When my love left me after all those crazy memories we shared so wonderfully now the chapter ends in this true story I ask myself...why? why won't the pain go away? whilst i weep all night and everyday I have nothing left to do so I cry until my tears become dry Now my love is empty after so many years of trust after so many years of fidelity my iron heart has faded to rust I no longer ask myself why I just marry my own pain because that will never leave me now I just stand drenched in the pouring rain and I cry waiting for my tears to run dry

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