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Sometimes you just need a good cry Tears of joy, of pain, of fear Plastic bottles of pent up emotions Draining down the peaks and valleys Washing away the masks from our faces And as we wipe the smudges from below our eyes You can feel the sun warming you again There are no ends or beginnings Only cycles, like the rain
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 1:08 AM UTC
Cycles
Sometimes you just need a good cry Tears of joy, of pain, of fear Plastic bottles of pent up emotions Draining down the peaks and valleys Washing away the masks from our faces And as we wipe the smudges from below our eyes You can feel the sun warming you again There are no ends or beginnings Only cycles, like the rain
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 1:08 AM UTC
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