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Heavy my eyes have become, I can hardly see They have strained through the space of each bar Where I have spent eternity. Each night I let out a cry so small So small no one can hear I lay there like a broken doll Trying to leave the pain I have to try and bear I feel the world stating to shake I know soon it will be over I no longer cry for my own sake The heavy weight is lifted from my shoulder Time has past, and I am now free And I will be for all eternity Bryony Oldfield (bryonyoldfield@yahoo.com)
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