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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The tears that I cry are not yours</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I am not your friend who tried<br>to kill you last night<br>I am not you friend who mustanize<br>and try to get intimacy<br>I am not your friend who killed you <br>your father, then came back home with a gun on my face</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I am not your friend <br>who is your friend<br>then your friend<br>what is a friend<br>when you have a friend<br>then a friend who is my friend<br>when I have a friend</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The tears that I cry are not yours</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I have never had a friend<br>like my mother<br>I have never had a friend <br>like my father<br>I have never had a friend <br>like my brother<br>my sister, she hates me<br>as much as I hate her</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The tears that I cry are not yours</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">who is she to take off<br>her clothes in the middle of<br>the street and say the door will<br>be closed in the next fifteen minutes round</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The tears that I cry are not yours</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">‘she my mother, my mother who cries<br>every time she thinks of<br>me’<br>you are my sister <br>but you were my sister <br>when my sister was born</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The tears that I cry are not yours</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">every time I see her <br>I am happy<br>for she knows what it means to…</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">‘she used to come home to me<br>and say poy I have something for you to eat<br>don’t tell anyone</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=578620" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The tears that I cry are not yours’</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Amos+Motlanthe">Amos Motlanthe</a></strong></div>