She cries her tears,
All night long,
All the pain she bears,
Tired of being strong.
Then comes next day,
And you see the smile on her face,
Spreading all the joy that she may.
You wouldn't see a trace,
Or be able to say,
That she woke up in the morning,
with dried tears on her face
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