true tear's

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    true tear's

     My giving heart again silenced
    returns back to a heart of stone
    though I've tried to give this heart
    its condemned to being alone.

    Ive cried and cried but to know avail
    it seems i am condemned to hell
    these old eyes have seen so much pain
    only a few have seen my gain.

    again i cry out loudly to my Lord
    oh God do you see my cry
    i just wish to be held and loved
    just once before i am old and die.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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