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Aug 2013
I  won't cry any more over my troubles shutting the door to the things that can't last no more chasing false dreams  they won't turn my senses  away again vanity is a thing of my past said I won't cry any more over sad yesterdays things have been difficult enough in letting my self go I won't be swayed by dreams of greed destined to crumble at the breaking of the day  I won't cry any more confusion had me wrapped up in chains lost and alone dirt on my once good name but time has set me free I can tell the world that joy  spreads its sunshine I see  and I won't cry any more
Written by
victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
(Philadelphia pa19144)   
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