Teardrops on a Silent Pond
Soft pale cheeks gleamed on the shining sun
The eyes were closed and undefined
Breathing so hard like a dying man
Lips twisted on a cold line
Sitting quietly on this silent pond
Silhouette of shadows keeps her company
Clouding her heart with pain
For reasons she denies to see
Now her teardrops suddenly fall
Whispering secrets that only fate can hear
Echoing something that could tear a heart apart
Tell me, is this not much to bear?
Waiting patiently for one small sign
Through this secluded silent pond
Waiting... just waiting
For true love to make a stand
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