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No Use Crying Over Spilt Tears



I could say I'm sorry

but I meant every word I said

Sometimes the honest truth cuts deeper

than any sharpened blade

I do not mean to be cruel,

and I never meant to make you cry

if times heal all wounds

you can't listen to honest lies

or nothing will ever change

or maybe nothing will stay the same

either way the same voice that spoke

the words that drys your tears

is the voice can make them reappear,

but the truth from afriend yesterday

is better than being surprised tommorrow.



Cx patterson