It hurts and of thought and things
Empathy falls short.
Distance and what it can not bring.
What it can not bear.
Or my barely understanding.
The heart sings as it breaks in
One two three
A melody of love and despair.
You can feel the rhythm
As it lulls you to-
I dare not dream.
I want to save the sweet ones and
Seal them with a kiss ( for you and you and you )
The theft of hope is a devious being
Is was and If anything
dear one it is for you
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