As I sit watching the day go by
I wonder how many tears I've cryed
how many nights have I spent alone
I feel something on my shoulder
I look over and see your smiling face
Looking up at you I see no hate
You face isn't like the others
Yours is like an angel
Now I'm crying once more
I wonder how many tears I've cryed
for joy, not despair.
Chaos_Bunny Community Member 
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