Sometime when i'm alone i cry.
Cause i am on my own.
The tears i cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form.
The world move fast.
And it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad.
And sometime I....CRY
and no one cares about why.
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