Sunday, December 13, 2009

I'm not here
To wipe your tears,
To calm your fears,
Oh no.

No,
I'm not there
To brush your hair,
To show I care,
Oh no.

You wrestles with demons while
I sit here scheming of
What I might do with my day.

My heart never wonders if
It's made a blunder, it
Keeps beating on in its way.

Yes,
I've been gone,
But watch for the dawn.
It's coming to take me away.

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