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sometimes when im alone i cry, cause im on my own. the tears i cry are bitter and warm. they flow with life but take no form. i cry because my heart is torn. i find it difficult to carry on. if i had an ear to confiding. i would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. the world moves fast and it would rather pass by. then stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. and sometimes i cry..... and no one cares about why.