5 February, 2007

Proud Tears

Thomas Lysaught

As we make steps toward freedom
With apathy and fears in hand
Our tears may fall softly
Upon our likeness to understand
That our tears are our fluid symbols
Of the emotions we have felt
Reminiscence of our past
And the hands we’ve been dealt
Resolute to find your self-love
Never give up the fight
Be good to yourself
There’s never a down side to right
Stay in touch with your soul
Let it guide you in healing
There’s no need to hide tears
There’s no shame in feeling.

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