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CRY
by: Kelvin Christie

Cry, cry baby to sleep.
Cry silently under the mid night sheet,
Keep it down don’t let them hear you weep.
Cause your crying for me not the street.
Keep the blanket close up to your checks.
Trust me make sure your tears wet the sheet.
Today I felt like breaking all four layers of skins.
Insufficient tears, yes my past love life drained all my tears.
My every move I have moved I have sinned.
It’s a tragity you can still shead tears after some many years.
I could only shead blood not tears.
So cry, cry baby to sleep.
Cry baby silently under the midnight sheets.
Won’t you cry for me?

 

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