TEARS
I cry thousands
Of lonely tears
It doesn’t show on my face
I am dirty
Ugly and shamed
It doesn’t show on my face
I am trapped
Surrounded by the demons
It doesn’t show on my face
I am haunted
By tortured children of yester-year
It doesn’t show on my face
I feel fires of hell
Burning my flesh
It doesn’t show on my face
I lay in the casket
Peacefully at rest
It shows on my face
-Betsy-
March 1987
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