Michele Campbell


You Set Me Free

I take the hand of my love, my friend,
As I watch him slip slowly away.
He lies there, in his creaky bronze bed,
Hour after hour, day after day.
My eyes drift over the scars on his arms,
Battle scars that will never fade.
His words take me back to the secrets we held,
The feelings we shared, the love that we made.

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