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Cry out the pain, cry out the fear.
Cry out the loss keep crying those tears.
Like tiny moons, they stream down your face.
Reflecting the light, reflecting your pain.
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dear lord i love it. especially the moon metaphor. It really does describe the way tears help you release all that negative energy. right on, birdy, keep it up.
