Midnight Tears

Only He can see what goes on when my door is closed. 

A confused soul full of fears, 

Hurt and sadness left with some tears. 

Let go of what you held on to throughout the day, 

Only He can hear the things that I pray. 

They won’t hear me because they are soundly asleep, 

They can’t hear my silent weep. 

 

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