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HE WILL BE THERE
SOMETIMES AT NIGHT WHEN ALL ARE ASLEEP
MY TEARS WILL ROLL INTO MY PILLOW DEEP.
THERE IS ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS AND HEARS THESE SILENT CRIIES,
AND TO THE REST I HIDE MY TRUE FEELINGS WITH DECEAT AND LIIES.
HE KNOWS MY HEART, HE KNOWS MY NEED,
HE KNOWS WHAT CAUSES MY HEART TO BLEED.
BECAUSE OF HIM ALL IS NOT LOST,
AND FOR ME HE DIED UPON THE CROSS.
BY CYNDI NORTHUP SOMETIME IN 9TH OR 10TH GRADE
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