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If you had stuck a knife in me

The wound would heal

Today I can't express to you the way I feel

No plaster or bandage can ever comfort my soul

The wound is deep, deeper than you'll ever know...

I'm bleeding tears, tears flowing from within

Deeper than wounds which affect only the skin

These tears I shed are from my heart as I try

To understand why you want to make me cry

If you'll not talk to me, I will never know

And I've asked for years for you to tell me

What did I do, what hurts you inside?

Help me understand these tears I've cried

If you'll not talk to me, what can I say?

How can I make your hurt go away?

How can I stop you from hurting me?

Please help me to help you, just set us both free!

   Carole Snowden

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