Tears on the table,
Big water spots,
Fallen from the heartache,
As my mind is full of rot,
Suicide the cowards way,
I am driven by his devotion,
The strength in me amazes he,
Although I'm lost in this emotion,
Day by day it comes and goes,
Sometimes without a sound,
The turbulence and thunder storms,
Within my mind abound,
My shelter from the chaos,
My ship upon the sea,
He carries away my burdens,
That weigh so heavily,
What would I do?
Where would I be?
If I didn't have this man,
To love me?
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