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Jan 2016
I have seen you whistling past the grave yard
Nose up in the air
Your tears invisible
Others think you are invincible

I see you from the inside
Yours are tears of blood
You keep it all inside
You are the anchor of a hope
You may not even have

Never show your hurt
Is what your fathers taught
You have tried your best
Persevered without a sound
Kept calm in the storm

Drip drip drip let them flow
It is okay to exhale
Breath out the pain
let the hurt wash away

find a quiet corner
Embrace your pain
And let them trickle
The tears of blood
Unless he be strong enough, they will never cry.
Written by
andrew juma  universal
(universal)   
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