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Tears and Tombstones (Other) by OnTheOtherHand
A tear fell on my cheek today
I didn't care to wipe it away
I waited for your hand to turn off the hurt
Like when I the didn't wake to the morning alert
I'll wait while I sleep and see you while I dream
I'll know it's not real no matter how you seem
But in it I'll find again the comfort I need to rest
The kind of comfort I got laying across your chest
I don't care if they see the wet line
If they don't ask I should be fine
But they ask why and want me to tell
They always want a personal account of Hell
You don't ask a flooded farmer what he thinks of the rain
Misery loves company but not when the guest brings pain
So alone I sit or in dreams I lie
Talking to you and imagining your reply
Snow fell on your tombstone today
I took off my gloves to brush it away
Like when I used to push back your hair
So I could see that smile on that face so fair
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Arithmetic Mean: 7.285714
Weighted score: 5.614723
Overall Rank: 2232
Posted: July 19, 2003 6:56 AM PDT; Last modified: July 19, 2003 6:56 AM PDT
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