O, tears
O, tears, you are almost there
Move from within to situation no where
Your impact may be here and elsewhere
No one may conceal or simply dare
Distant itch when you give call
Sobbing voice when you fall
Reddishness appearance in eye ball
Structures disappear like mud wall
So much appeal when some one tears
Agony and pain in heart lonely bears
What to say when body shakes in fear?
Days may seem longer than years
Is it not strange way to shed always?
In happiness too it finds easy way
Gush out from eyes and express
Rush to meet dear ones and embrace
Success makes body to shiver and shake
You may gather the friends and cut the cake
Final joy may erupt on your face
Water in eyes reflect and finally race
In pain nothing stops from coming out
Altogether different scene when facing rout
Humiliation and dishonor swollen the eyes
Emotions run high when bidding farewell or byes
In every occasion you are almost there
No one knows you rush from where?
Your presence is like Omni present
It will lack charm when you are absent
Sometime you make life miserable
Even you create it funny and laughable
Life may not be easy and containable
Your role is always positive and laudable
It is dangerous if stopped and concealed
Wounds may aggravate if properly not healed
Let it flow or come out in spontaneous way
Whole anguish and pain may simply swept away
I wish them to play a dominant role
Stay in our life as South or North Pole
It may be inadvertent to assess them wrong
They are dominant in life all along
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pain - The Inside Story
Have you seen pain?
No you cannot see.
No you cannot feel.
Only the one who is suffering!
He can see pain.
All you can see is the tears from his eyes.
All you listen, his shivering scream and cries.
You just becomes witness and pray to God.
Still nothing happens and you become sad.
Pain comes to your near or dear.
Brings us more closer to your dear.
Pain comes to any neighbor or stranger.
You close your eyes and then who care.
Transform your pain into creativity.
Transform your pain into spirituality.
Then pain becomes your emotions.
This will cure all your tensions.
Let it flow from heart, instead of body.
Let it flow from soul as your creativity.
- Like words flowing as poetry.
- Like colors flowing as painting.
Then whole world seems changing.
You can see the change in geometry.
The last secret of pain is yet to tell.
Pain is heaven and also pain is hell.
Pain is north pole, pain is south pole.
In our life pain plays an important role.
Pain are two opposite shores of happiness.
One is the beginning other is the end.
One is the Sunset other is the sunrise.
One brings light other brings darkness.
Pain is reaction of our actions.
Pain is results of our 'Karmas.'
What wrong we do, pain is the byproduct.
What right we do still pain is the byproduct.
In first case pain is stored.
In final case pain is released.
Eat chilly for first time, see the pain of belly.
When chilly is released again see the pain of belly.
See the pain when you get cramp.
See the pain when you release the cramp.
This is my inside story about the pain.
I hope my words will not go in vain.
poem by Ramesh Kavdia
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Words Of Tears..: '(
tears speak
what words can't speak
tears tell
what words can't tell
tears express
what words can't express
tears create the magic
what words can't create
pain tears heart
pain tears the life
pain has teared my heart
pain has teared my life
the pain he gave me
i can't forget
i still remember
his breath
his voice still rings in my ear
his presence is still felt
i seem to see his face in the crowd
why? why?
his soul lives on in me
yet it is the physical frame
why can i feel his pain
is it that thread of love
that binds us till restrain..
poem by Shania Bhayana
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The Pain I Can Control
The pain I can control
The pain that makes me whole
The pain that stops and brings some tears
The pain that erases all my fears
The pain that I inflict with this knife
The pain that might be last in my life
The pain that brought me to my knees
The pain that woahed me full of pleas
The pain that made me see the light
The pain that is bringing me home tonight
The pain that is wrong and bitter
The pain that makes me feel fitter
The pain that my friends say is wrong
The pain that makes me feel so strong
The pain that makes my friend sad, and cry
The pain that makes her want to die
The pain thats not just pain to me
The pain that makes everyone see
The pain that thats tearing me apart
The pain thats ripping apart my heart
The pain that I'm addicted to
The pain I can't give up. Not even for you..
Gazing Upon A Star In Memory Of Another Star
Sometimes we take moments for granted
Some days we never really appreciate the meaning of life
Somehow we never realize what it really means to spend a day with those we care about
So somewhere beyond the clouds I hope we will meet again
so that I can make it up to you for the moments we never had.
With tears flowing to tell my sorrow,
Here I am gazing upon a star in memory of another star
Clock ticked, seasons changed
Smiles came, laughter passed
Wounds would heal but scars never did
Heart still bleeding a sea of pain,
Guess the bandages can never conceal the lesion left behind
If I had one wish it's your smile on my wish list
Two words to say, I'd say them to you
But now all I can do is gaze upon a star in memory of another star
Wish I could turn back the hands of time to make the moments we never lived
But it feels like the clock stopped ticking when your heart stopped beating
I kept believing because I never wanted to start grieving
I held their hands to keep them strong and with your words I sought to console them
Couldn't shed a tear because I had to dry their tears
But here I am drowning in my tears wishing I had someone to come comfort me
But all I can do is gaze upon a star in memory of another star
With 1 hand high I'll take 6 steps back
Can't breathe no more so I'll take a 0 to the floor and cry some more
8 moves to get up, I hope it's enough to express the pain deep inside my chest
i thought 0 wounds were left but it's truly a valley of anguish and I'm scared to visit it
hands together so I'll pray to the Lord that at His feet we'll meet again
Feel like I'm at the worlds edge trying to dance the pain away
1,6,0,8,0,9 are the figures my head will never forget.
So I'll dance and move all those steps till they spell that date
When I sat all alone gazing out into the night sky with 2 eyes wet
just like I'm doing now with both eyes soaked
Gazing upon a star in memory of you.
poem by Sir T.A.E.P.S
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Tears Of Pain
Tears of pain stream down my although I know you're in a better place
Wishing I could see your face..,
Tears of pain stream down my face, I know you won the race.
All your pain finally ends, you and I were close friends,
Tears of pain stream down my face, I'll still be here in the end,
Tears of pain stream down my face this is something I can't take.
It wasn't fare for you to go; I have never felt a deeper hole.
Tears of pain stream down my face I feel
Your presence, in my place
I sure do miss that smiling face,
Tears of pain stream down my face,
You were the brightness to fill my greys,
Tears of pain stream down my face
I miss the feeling of embrace,
When looking at your wonderful face
Tears of pain stream down my face.
It came to soon, but your alright I try to talk to you every night.
now I know you're in a better place, The tears of pain have withered away.
poem by Raeanne Runyemba
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My Curse
Sorry for my existence
I'm sorry for my presence
Sorry that I'm a coward
I sent your life quite backwards
Sorry for my pair of eyes
Those two always tell lies
Pardon me dear for my pretense
I'll make it up once life returns
Sorry for that one last touch
Lord knows I'm sorry for the rush
I'm sorry I'm still in love
This time with an angel, a dove
Sorry for that one lonely sparkling tear
The pain lasted a day, then the year
Sorry I'm always writing 'bout the past
And stories with you and I in the cast
Sorry for whoever I have been
I wish it'll fade away as a dream
Pardon me again for the rain and pain
And the tear that came amidst the first stain
Sorry I had to break that fragile heart
Though I tried to stop it from falling apart
I'm sorry, so sorry I'm still in love
This time I know for sure tis from above
Sorry I ever spoke to you
And when I was finished time was due
Sorry I'll never get into that heart
I wont get to call you my sweetheart
Sorry for coming here too late
My weary eyes missed your heart's gate
I hope I'm pardoned for all I have done
You were and will always be the one
If I'm asked to move back in time
I will move in a single line
That is back into my dear's life
To make her my lovely wife
poem by Immanuel Boamah
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To live for while
To, live for while
You need style
For want of honey
You need money
For extra walk
You need to talk
To lead an honorable life
You need very good wife
To run and sustain
You need to maintain
To contain the honey
You need money
You may loose the face
Probably you may loose the race
Nobody in past was able to trace
To get rid of hate you need to embrace
You need not loose identity
Not to go for any enmity
Remember and try always for amity
Money may simply be utility
Have we to cut man for material
Can any one go for its denial?
Is there any way for remedial action
We simple surrender without any reaction
Money is God and God money
Money is success and only key
Its power is felt and realized
Might with it is always symbolized
Life can’t move an inch
Its absence is felt with pinch
You are merely living being
With money you are king
To have it or not to have
It is nice always to behave
Money to play dominant role
Play noble part with responsibility as sole
Nothing moves ahead without money power
Good name and respect earned by fewer
It is not easy to say money is nothing
In today’s life it is all and everything
No one can last without its use
Dangers are many if continue with its misuse
Money is essential and very powerful tool
No one can stay aloof or make anybody fool
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To live with.....
To, live for while
You need style
For want of honey
You need money
For extra walk
You need to talk
To lead an honorable life
You need very good wife
To run and sustain
You need to maintain
To contain the honey
You need money
You may loose the face
Probably you may loose the race
Nobody in past was able to trace
To get rid of hate you need to embrace
You need not loose identity
Not to go for any enmity
Remember and try always for amity
Money may simply be utility
Have we to cut man for material
Can any one go for its denial?
Is there any way for remedial action
We simple surrender without any reaction
Money is God and God money
Money is success and only key
Its power is felt and realized
Might with it is always symbolized
Life can’t move an inch
Its absence is felt with pinch
You are merely living being
With money you are king
To have it or not to have
It is nice always to behave
Money to play dominant role
Play noble part with responsibility as sole
Nothing moves ahead without money power
Good name and respect earned by fewer
It is not easy to say money is nothing
In today’s life it is all and everything
No one can last without its use
Dangers are many if continue with its misuse
Money is essential and very powerful tool
No one can stay aloof or make anybody fool
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oooo...Oooo-Oooo Wee Ow-ouch!
'I'm more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.
I'm more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
Oooo...
Oooo-Oooo wee ow-ouch!
'More dominant and not the weak one.
I'm more dominant and not the weak one.'
Oooo...
Oooo-Oooo wee ow-ouch!
She says I'm on a pacifier.
Unreliable with too many needs.
She says I'm heat under the sheets...
But she's the one who buys the food we eat.
She says I'm not dependable at all.
And by herself she does the best she can alone,
To make all ends meet!
When bill collectors call.
And,
She's more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.
Oooo...
Oooo-Oooo wee ow-ouch.
More dominant and not the weak one?
More dominant and not the weak one?
Submissive when she comes to the bed.
Prepared to get her needs met!
And I am ever ready.
I've lost my job and the kids are fed.
I do the best I can...
But I'm not making the bread.
And my ego's thinly spread.
When the work I've done is meager.
And the words I hear from her...
Are wrestling in my head.
'I'm more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
OW!
'...dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
OW!
'...dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
And if I leave my family...
I'll lose my life instead.
'I'm more dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
OW!
'...dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
OW!
'...dominant and not the weak one.
More dominant and not the weak one.'
Oooo...
Oooo-Oooo wee ow-ouch.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cry For You
Your eyes are glistening with unshed tears
I've watched you grow through all these years
I can't comfort you, I don't know how
Though I wish to stop your pain right now
You're tears are refused their right to shed
Your thoughts are locked inside your head
You are imprisoning all of your emotions
I watch you just going through the motions
Water from my eyes begins to dropp
Because I can't make your pain stop
You won't show weakness, you'd prefer to be dead
So during your pain, your tears for you I'll shed
poem by Lenore Lee
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I am just a Child of Beloved nature!
I am not that,
I am not this,
I am that words can't say,
Just like unpredictable,
I Live like child of the nature,
Having sunshine in my mind,
Having cloudy sky too,
Just like a child playing with mother,
I see stars in her sky reflect in my eyes,
Those stars also brighten my dreams!
My need she fulfills,
For my questions she responds with great answers,
I am loving my mother,
I dance with her jumping with frogs and flying with butterflies,
Singing with birds,
mew with kittens, playing with puppy,
Seeing all of them as my own,
I am the child and never like to live more than that!
Life is not real for me,
Just flow of time make me sleep, dream and awake,
Work is my play, problems are quiz,
Whole life is not a puzzle,
Only wonderful play of rainbow of colourful light,
Pain or happiness are momentary,
I feel everything temporary,
Self is that playing with self alone,
Self is that ever like to live like a kid,
neither born nor die,
Never aging truth beyond time is me!
I am a part of its play,
I have to play a role,
I learn to act and play my role,
years after years roll,
I too roll life after life,
Yet remain as kid for ever!
I complain about my pain,
She has that ever soft hands to wipe tears!
When I am sad, she sends birds to sing for me,
when I am mad, she has that teacher to correct me,
She is my beloved mother, I am her loving kid!
I am learning what I am,
She teach me well with all love!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Tears
Eyes are adored by everyone
but tears have their own tale to tell
understands none, the anguish & pain
of tears that are confined to the cell.
Flow of tears lightens one
none, call it shock
dropp of a tear is heartache
repressing tears, anger’s knock.
Sensitivity makes tears to flow
heartless has no tears to show
absence of tears making redundant, as it should
youthfulness and charming childhood.
Naked is the truth, tears make us weep
a lover for beloved, one loves so deep
mother’s feelings bring pearl like tears
sowing emotions, tears we reap.
Pointless, to shed tears for nothing
never squander tears for everything
tears denote emotional distress
a famine, a quack or extreme stress.
Imprisoned tears whenever freed
none is left who doesn’t grieve
shed the tears, but of happiness
and cheerfully, not of sadness.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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Finally...thank you
I finally did it,
I gained the courage,
The courage to move on,
Fear is no longer apart of me,
Because,
Life is too short to dwell,
If it’s not about me,
Then I can’t have you in it,
You taught me things,
Showed me right and wrong,
But,
You gave me pain,
I didn’t know what to do,
I thought,
Sometimes I still think,
That having you in my life,
Is what I need,
Only because I loved you,
My life is all I have,
So what will I do,
Continue to be strong,
Be grateful,
For the things I learned,
Forget the pain you gave me,
And not make the same mistakes,
Life is about learning,
Experiences,
Even though this process was painful,
I learned the most beautiful lesson,
To love me,
Before,
Loving another,
As I write,
Tears want to stream down my face,
But they can’t,
Only because these tears aren’t for sadness,
It’s happiness,
Happiness because I grew strong,
Happiness because I moved on,
And I’m doing my dreams,
On my own…
So all I can say is,
Thank you.
poem by Latoya Fleming
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My passion n views
When you meet old friends, tears may rush in
Heart becomes heavy with lovely scene
You find no words to express and speak
It used to have been for days and weeks
For sweet memory and talks, not only days
but nights with long hours will be less
years may pass by and there will not be any trace
but at the end you may the worries on the face
Nothing will appeal not even sea side or public places
Neither big gardens with flowers nor big palace,
Not even the country side with green fields any more
No hill top with white snow or no sea beaches or shore,
You go into deep memory and feel so sad,
when news reaching to you are really bad
Your beloved is on death bed and very sick,
Not able to talk and walk even with stick,
As the rose is considered king among flowers
Natural bathe under fountain fall is best in shower;
Best friends are counted on fingers and may be fewer,
like good shows may draw less viewers
'Thoughts' were between us most so in common
Before I could pen them she wrote it down
Expression in thoughts and most in action
still remained calm and offered no reaction
will she be true to her promises and same again?
I am sure time may not be same for certain,
before it can dry and run out,
something should be done and read about
will I be put to shame and face it again?
She uses words of respect often and often,
I smell rat in game and find loss and no gain
force me to think and to find out way to regain,
Should she talk to me and show the face often?
Eyes may not to be same to sparkle again
Face may not reveal composure any more,
had I insisted upon and ask more this before?
She argues' on face that stands veiled'
eyes are always closed and happiness can’t be hailed
Face can’t bear smile and lips are sealed
Deep wounds are there but can’t be healed
Can my age be given to her and added?
Will his beloved be back in her fold again?
Fortunes should smile and offering no pain,
what do I expect? Efforts should not go in vain,
I have to cross seven high seas and reach
How to come closer to shore or beach?
Should I rush to her with clipped wing?
Against the odd and high speed wind,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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12/09....Pain
Pain...............
It has many forms, some hurt worse than others
Some cause you to bleed, while others make you cry
Some make you want to die, or be dead, while
others just make you want to stay in bed
Pain, its like a bee stinging you in the face
Pain, its like someone sprayin you with mace
Pain, its like having your best friend die
Pain, its like biting into a hot piece of pie
Pain, its like a knife tearing your skin
Pain, its like not having any friends
Pain, its like having your heart ripped in two
Pain, its like not knowing what to do
Pain, is a common thing for me
Pain, it fills my life with sorrow and misery
Pain, it makes me want to cry everyday
Pain, it makes me feel the worst way
Pain, it drives my life and the things I do
Pain..........please leave me alone!
poem by Sacred Garden
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Water
water for water is water, thirst made me dried
eyes tears flow water, leaves skin broken
need water, cure my pain smooth my rough
surface makes it clean
pure and perfect water made so bright, all the
day expose heat dried my sweat, in my face
and lips tears seen in the eyes
all day long I seat in my brow, waiting the sun
down to lead me low, hunger and thirst open
my throat, water spelled drops like a dew
wash my warm body as you can see, the limps
legs and the hands would be easy, where ever
in my body, the water comes refreshing to me
slowly, slowly, fell the cool water beneath
my delicate skin, in my buttock where you have
to stay, hold on, I sit you in my dream, my living
water makes me the same
oh! water, please always watered me in each
new day and fell the real me
poem by Antonio Liao
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R.I.P. CaRly FOREVER
you were my friend but most of all the sister i never had and now your gone.
these tears i shed will never go away
i want her back give her back to me, you cant have her she is mine give her back.
I will do anything to have her back i will give you me if you please give her back to me please please answer my prayers.
please answer my prayers and give her back.
the tears that fall, will remind me of that pain
the pain of loss is what i speak
the pain that made me fall to my knees
this pain is what i so despise but,
what can i do but fall and cry
will this pain ever end
please god help me i beg you take this pain away.
I beg you god give her back to me i need her without her i am destroyed.
i loss my way,
to this never ending pain
i loss reason
to why i should go on
the answers i come to will forever haunt
my dreams
this pain of loss
is what truly makes me scream
this yelling person who is me
will forever continue to cry and scream
thats why i hate to have these tears fall from my eyes
this nightmare of falling tears is what i really despise.
i cant believe your gone its so hard to believe
Their is not a day i do not misss you so much.
I should have died that day not you gurl.
now that your gone i will never in my life be the same.
those guys will forever rot in prison for what they did to you.
That girl deserved to die for what she did to you.
But no matter what happens you will never come back.
I will never in my life forgive myself for what happened i didn't get their in time.
I killed her cause she did not do anything for you and didn't save you.
But thinking now so many years later your in a better place but will forever and ever misssssssssssssssssssssssss you and anybody that bothers you will die. misssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss you always and love you forever gurl.
poem by Hadyn Rodriguez
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Enough wealth but no health
I have amassed enough wealth
but not bestowed with good health
I have fine body and healthy mind
permanent weakness with diseases of all kinds
I try to look reasonable as far as possible
something forces me not to be accessible
possible so much wealth stops me to be free?
Like so many heavy fruits laden on tree
All luxury and comforts is at my disposal
I like no suggestions or good proposals
May be inner false strength or pride prevents
Ill feeling coming on fore possibly to vents
I hope and feel there is soul like thing
it urges me to stop and to do something
I lack courage and enough strength
it stops me from going to any length
I have some feelings but can’t express
Read between lines but can’t redress
it may be lacking spirit or not enough?
Prevents me from facing the situation rough
I try to come out of situation with purge
With love and kind gestures to emerge
I still think body is not that strong
Stalls the desire to move and among
Why can’t I lead the ordinary life?
Is the time still not ripe?
Am I destined to be beggar?
Troubles are in store with pills coated with sugar
is it so difficult to come out of cage?
Rewrite complete things with new page?
The body doesn’t allow me to replace rage?
It has passed with youth and now old age
if I can’t be good human being with enough wealth?
Allow me to become ordinary man with good health
it hurts me more than anything else
I shall do it with strong resolve to repulse
It is no use to continue with weak body
Then it will be business of anybody
We will be just reliant on others
Worries may engulf us and bother
Wealth has still important role to play
It can make it easy for any other way
Health is to have little more dominant part
If one has to be healthy to look rally smart
Health and wealth can’t be at anybody’s cost
Both concern us equally in life very most
One can’t be done away with one another
It has to be supplement to each other
Since wealth has failed to deliver the goods
I shall be careful about my intake or food
I may send message through new initiative
Prove to the world with the strength relative
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Days and nights
Days and nights
Day and night may come and go
What to retain and what to forgo!
Life cycle may not stop or go slow
Soul may be no where with little blow
Day may shine with rays around
Objects may rally when shine is found
Life may come to fore with beautiful liveliness
Smile may be seen with charm on the face
Why to talk of nature when everything is abundance?
We are on this beautiful earth by heavenly chance
Let us make it colorful and memorable
Enjoy with full vigor and stay comfortable
Make life not heavily laden?
It may be over all of sudden
We may have it not at will
Love its worth and silently feel
Equate pain with that of happiness
Both have impact on body and face
One may widen to show it on face lines
Other may shrink and reflect with clear defines
Life may then be seen with different angle
Sometimes happiness with love triangles
Sometimes tragedy with nothing to enjoy
No more love for life as seen with ploy
Who knows about happiness that may turn later on as curse?
It may be illusion, deception and so on with remorse
We feel badly for it but nothing can be done
It had entered the life for silently to be gone
I fail to understand the terms generally spoken
Pain, agony, struggle are referred to as token
They are not of permanent nature and may certainly wear
When you tackle them and refuse to bear
Let us make move even if to be met with failure
Let us resolve it not to make it our bleak future
Day may turn into night and darkness may descend
Nights are equally pleasant to be adored and enjoyed with the friends
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Moonbaby
Lets take a blast to the moon, baby.
(Ill sit around wishing you well).
How Im craving you, yeah.
Every time Im near you
(I always wanna swallow you down).
Ill be right here if you need me.
In my life, Ill need you here.
Dont ask why Ill never disappear.
Why is it every day
That I feel the pain?
Oh yeah...
Lets take a trip to the stars far away.
Where were you when I was down?
Staring into the dead (dead).
My pain is caused by my pleasure
(and my soulmate lives in your body).
I cant get you out of my head,
It never goes away!
In my life, Ill need you here.
Dont ask why Ill never disappear.
In your eyes, you can bid me farewell.
Dont ever try to understand the situation!
Why is it every day
That I feel the pain?
(it always comes when I least expect it,
When Im looking for love
Always seem to be regretting it.)
Why is it every day
That I feel the pain?
Oh yeah...
Power to the pain...
song performed by by Godsmack
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