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Oct 2017
The tears just keep falling, my dear,
Rolling down my face.
With each one there's a helpless hope,
It would wash the pain away.

But sadly it doesn't, dear.
And my chest just keeps hurting,
From each tear that lands upon it,
Falling from cheeks that just keep burning.

Oh, wash away the pain, my love.
Just wash this pain away.
Awaken from your weary sleep,
And clear the sadness from my face.

It burns so bad, my baby.
Deep within my bones.
And this fire in my veins won't die.
Not until you're home.
Written by
Robin Dunlop  41/F/Haughton, LA
(41/F/Haughton, LA)   
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