Prince of Cries

Prince of Cries


Alone in tears


At what he should do about them

Them in their slum

Wanting to be free

But they feed him

Fill him to the brim

He let's a tear

Fall near

To let the rain crash down

With a soft dripping sound

Drip, drip, drip, drop

Then a stop…

last of the fallen

Fall in the coffin

Say goodbye, sweet Prince of Cries, 

As the man you were dies



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