Friday, March 5, 2010

It hurts the sea when you cry,
it hurts the sky when there is moist on your eyes,
it hurts the heavens when your tears flood the sky.
Save you tears for the glitter of the pearls,
save your sorry for the bird without a song,
save the strain in your heart for the warmth of the sun,
save your happier times, for the coming morn.

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