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Ending
by
T L Taylor
Softly
crying, crying softly;
Hardly a sound.
Screaming, yelling, always something
Pulling us 'round.
Crying softly, softly crying;
Not really aware.
You did this, you did that
You treat me so unfair.
Softly crying, crying softly;
Just like a misty dawn.
Anger, hatred, wanting to kill
Now all is deathly calm.
Crying softly, softly crying;
Wondering how
Tenderness, joy and love
Are nowhere now
Softly crying, crying softly
Feeling really small.
Begging, pleading, desperately trying
You don’t hear my call.
Crying softly, softly crying
Better morrow.
Thinking, should I be blamed
For your sorrow?
Softly crying, crying softly.
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