I wiped em' off,
still they keep flowin'.
My white pillow is almost soakin',
need a remedy to this pain.
Don't know why but crying feels good.
Letting your anger out.
Shedding off your ego,
Introspecting,
I guess these tears are the holly water,
Which is gonna purify my soul.
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 2:53 PM UTC
I wiped em' off,
still they keep flowin'.
My white pillow is almost soakin',
need a remedy to this pain.
Don't know why but crying feels good.
Letting your anger out.
Shedding off your ego,
Introspecting,
I guess these tears are the holly water,
Which is gonna purify my soul.
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