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Cry

dark material (not as dark as I'll write)

What do you do when all in all you're alone? You look through your life as dull as grey stone.

For thy heart is so pure pure for thee, the taste of of her tears usually so salty.

Though now that she is alone the taste makes her cry harder like she tasted lemons directly from the tree. Even if she is the one needing mournig, her heart mourns for thee.

Everyone always lives a good life out in the public. Then there is the little girl who goes home and cry tears like metalic.

So don't think your life is so bad if you cry and your cheeks go crimson because her life is a poison prison.

Drip drop, on the carpet those tears go. Her sorrow so empty it is a blanket of snow.

Cold, alone, crestfallen. Who tries to get by pain by stalling.

Then someone comes along saying he loves her with all. Then she knew she loved thy so everytime he shouted her name she would reply with her lovely call.

Then the X and Os start and love falls by heart, upon the little girl and those two love too much to be pulled apart.

For the little girl crying in a corner who was forever alone, she is gone and so is the grey stone.

Now there stands a women with strength. The man comes along with kindness at length.

He asks if she will love him for eternity. She says "I will if you clean my tears, keep me protected and count the years, you have fun with the games we play, but I'll love you anyway. If you do so how could I not love you indeed?" He smiles with a ring in his hand and gets down on one knee.

The little girl in the corner is gone.

Will you marry me for so so long?

The girl who was all alone.

"I'm such a grey stone!" She screams. He answers, "No you're not now let's go home."

That girl is gone and she's not alone

I'm that girl as dull with sorrow as grey stone.

But with him..... how could I be alone?

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