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When they see me smiling Never thought what's behind the smile They're telling I should grieve The truth is I am grieving I am the man who has emotions I am no heartless or remorseless I am the man who knows how to mourn Especially when mourning over somebody Putting these glasses on when I feel to cry The tear scream comes from the eyes It's not shame to show the pain It is rational and for the good Someday this heart will be healed It could never be the same If it gets healed it will be restored Like it used to be.....
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Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
"Mourn"
When they see me smiling Never thought what's behind the smile They're telling I should grieve The truth is I am grieving I am the man who has emotions I am no heartless or remorseless I am the man who knows how to mourn Especially when mourning over somebody Putting these glasses on when I feel to cry The tear scream comes from the eyes It's not shame to show the pain It is rational and for the good Someday this heart will be healed It could never be the same If it gets healed it will be restored Like it used to be.....
Mourn over somebody
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Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
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