No. 57 ( wounds of the heart)

Don't cry ..
Cause of a stupid lie ..
Don't cry ..
Spread your wings and fly .

Run like the wind ..
Run till the end ..
Time can always mend ..
What your heart cannot fend .

Lay underneath the moon ..
 Your broken heart will heal soon ..
Even if people call you a loon ..
Make them hear the sound of your boon .

Crush your pain like a furious tidal wave ..
Even if it drives you to your grave ..
Your soul does not need someone to save ..
For you will be resurrected among the brave .