My eyes bleed tears, <br />because this curse, <br />thats laid upon my head. <br />Tis no reason left to live, <br />for love is cold and dead. <br />Days it seems just disappear. <br />and nights I am alone. <br />And theres no reason for a lie <br />if love is dead and gone. <br />To me it should not bore surprise, <br />why did I think a difference. <br />I have known this way before, <br />and begged for not repentance. <br />It seems Ive gone from bad, <br /> to worse. <br />My eyes bleed tears, <br />because this curse.<br /><br />saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bleeding-tears/
