A tear drop falls from your eyes, we hear you cry at night alone; your body trembles from pain.
We cry out there is no shame, your not a lone.
Our hearts cry out as you lay afraid, while you wait for the one who carries the blade.
You are not a lone we are hear. First there was one, now there is two. Look down you see here there? His body covers even her hair.
Now there's four, five then six. One day it will all be fixed.
A tear drop falls from your sweet eyes, another alter then a rise. First there was one, now forty four. One sweet day a multiple no more. By Terri Sara of Terri A. Hobart
We cry out there is no shame, your not a lone.
Our hearts cry out as you lay afraid, while you wait for the one who carries the blade.
You are not a lone we are hear. First there was one, now there is two. Look down you see here there? His body covers even her hair.
Now there's four, five then six. One day it will all be fixed.
A tear drop falls from your sweet eyes, another alter then a rise. First there was one, now forty four. One sweet day a multiple no more. By Terri Sara of Terri A. Hobart
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