When tears do not rain any more,
when heart is tougher than a stone,
when pain is no longer felt.
I will hopefully resurrect that day.
I'll rise from my pillows - that are wet through.
I'll smile , even it will be a ghostly one.
I'll sing a song about my faith in tomorrow's day.
I will be better.
After my tears are dry.
When tears do not rain any more
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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