Finger pointing to the moon in the sky with a snowy trail in the background

Tired of tears

Was it the moon’s fullness pulling the tide from my eyes?

Was it a friend’s betrayal in clever disguise?

Was it fatigue from fighting this secret battle?

Was it facing truths hidden by man in the saddle?

Or was it connecting and love underlying?

Maybe a mix – not sure, but I’m so sick of crying.

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