Child
of mine...
I will
not
tell you...
not to cry...
because
this shell...
that held
my soul
has died...
And
your tears...
are
all
the
love
for me
you
can
not
hide....
So
cry...
until
your
tears
subside....
And
Then...
just
realize....
I am
here...
still
living...
in
the
place...
your
heart
resides...
~~~
And
you
can
see me
in the twinkle
of
your
eyes
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