Syl Lycaenion Poems

The air I breathe
The tears I cry
The blood I bleed
Were things you cherished
...

You held me in the dark as I cried
You wiped away my tears and told me all would be well
Then you took me in your life and I was changed
I'll never be the same without you
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So alone and incomplete,
without the touch of your hand.
I can almost taste defeat,
without your love.
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