Crying
That look in your eyes makes me remember a time... when water turned to wine.
When people had something to believe in and the world was in peace.
When children had homes and stayed off the streets.
When families got along because now it's all gone.
Parents fighting, children crying...
Fears of sadness and sorrow make you dread tomorrow.
Tears running dry makes it harder to cry.
Sometimes i wonder why people don't try.
(This actually got published ^_^ )
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