.......It's a depression so deep it finds a way into the Soul,
traveling through every pore of your Heart.
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Hardest of Lifes lessons is loss,
In which having becomes without,
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Do you think about breathing as a source for Life,
or do you think about Life as a reason to breathe?
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You have an angel here beside you,
feeling vaguely familiar to you,
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Look above, it is,
Just a picture, to inscribed into my being, all needs.
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Such noise as I make, just silence to some.
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The withering of Beauty,
the faltering of Life.
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'Love is Smiling'...
...As You lay down beside Me.
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