You can sing to me songs of heartfelt camaraderie,
but until I feel the true pain
of your tears upon my shoulders,
I will not know anything of you.
You can hold me in your arms, strong and wonderful,
but if I do not know your
weaknesses, your sorrow,
how do I know
you?
Weep with me, share your pain
with me and I will be
yours far past the
horizon of the
next dawn.
Jan 31, 2010
Jan 31, 2010 at 12:41 PM UTC
You can sing to me songs of heartfelt camaraderie,
but until I feel the true pain
of your tears upon my shoulders,
I will not know anything of you.
You can hold me in your arms, strong and wonderful,
but if I do not know your
weaknesses, your sorrow,
how do I know
you?
Weep with me, share your pain
with me and I will be
yours far past the
horizon of the
next dawn.
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