I wandered around
The streets of this town
Trying to find sense of it all.
The rain on my face,
It covers the trace
Of all the tears I had to waste.
Why must we hide emotions?
Why must we never break down and cry?
All that I need is to cry for help.
Somebody please hear me cry for help.
All I can do is cry for help.RICK ASTLEY, Cry for Help
A Hidden Place
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
posted by Jared
8:15 PM
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