AFTER THE DUST CLEARS

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AFTER THE DUST CLEARS

YOU WALKED AWAY
WITH A TEAR IN YOUR EYE
YOU TURNED YOUR BACK
I START TO CRY

I THOUGHT THAT YOU LOVED ME
I DIDN'T HAVE A CLUE
YOU DIDN'T KNOW IF YOU LOVED ME
WOW--THAT WAS SO HARD TO CHEW.

YOU SAID THAT YOU
COULDN'T DECIDE BETWEEN HER AND I
I TOLD YOU--HERE LET ME HELP YOU
AND NOW I'M LEFT TO CRY

YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU DID TO ME
YOU BROKE MY HEART IN TWO
YOU TOSSED WHAT WE HAD
LIKE A MATCHLESS PAIR OF SHOES.

NOW WE'RE TALKING
AND THINGS SEEM FINE
BUT ARE THEY REALLY
OR AM I JUST BEING BLIND

I'M SO TIRED OF HURTING
EVEN AS TIME GOES BY
EACH AND EVERYDAY
I STILL WANT TO CRY

YOU DON'T REALIZE IT
BUT YOU RAKED ME OVER THE COALS
THE PAIN IS TOO REAL
THAT EVEN PEOPLE WHO KNOW ME CAN'T CONSOLE

YOU HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT YOU DO TO ME
BUT I'M SCARED TO GO MUCH FURTHER
YOU WON'T LIKE WHAT YOU'RE ABOUT TO SEE

AFTER THE DUST SETTLES
AND THE SMOKE CLEARS
I WILL BE OKAY...
I SWEAR

PPROMISES BROKEN
MY HEART ACHES
I WILL IN TIME GET OVER YOU
JUST AS THE WIND BLOWS AND THE TREES SHAKE

I AM NOT A VIOLIN
MY EMOTIONS ARE REAL
BUT YOU CAN'T SEE IT
GOD KNOWS, I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU FEEL.

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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