If you could dry my tears,
I would hold you.
I wouldn't lose you,
Forever comforted,
By the touch of you.
If you could see my smile,
I would heal you.
No longer bound,
Forever enslaved,
By the strength of your pain.
If you could see my eyes,
I would give you
A tiny taste of my soul
Forever embraced
By the memory of you.
(December 2005)
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