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Are Their Cries Different From Your Cries

By Delilah

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

So much can be said. So much can be poured, words black on white, hearts white on black, but no heart is any different from another. So much can be painted and so much be bled onto the cloth as to where the heart lays moaning. Should one have to beg to plea for a chance to be heard, a heart's cry. Give some heart a chance they have just as much to say, and why do they have to cry for a chance to be held gently, to be held in your acceptance, and why are their cries different from your cries? Written February 24th, 2002 © on Feb 24 2002 03:35 AM PST   0 • 12

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