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Jul 2014
I hate not being able to cry, the tears are building up.
My heart is broken, the struggles and the pain are real.
Each time that I try to cry, something  holds me from crying.
If my tears could freely flow out they would be over- flooding.
But I  guess today is not the day that they will begin to flood.
Only Christ will know when they will start to over- flood.
But its clear that today is not that day of over- flooding tears.
Eddie Starr
Written by
Eddie Starr  Hagerstown Md
(Hagerstown Md)   
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