Even I can see the trail
Which down a tear has gone
You want space, and this I see
Yet still to me you're drawn
Can't fight alone this fight you fight
Why must you war at all
Keeping busy hurting
Will most surely be your fall
You're a leaf and shaken easy
Come wind and you let go
To rot with other leaves and leaves-
Decay will never show
Please tell this one why you shy
From issues in your heart
Loved ones piece it back together
And I for the most part
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