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Feb 2015
Sometimes I look into your eyes and I see
All the pain of years gone past
Flash throughout the synapses of your brain
So I pray to false gods that you'll be okay
Because the world we live in can't afford to lose another beautiful soul like you
I wish I could hold you tightly in my arms
And make it so that there is nothing wrong
Open up your eyes to the light that shines
During the daylight of our time that we spend here on this earth
But instead I just see your hurt
Your chemical attempts to make it all make sense
Your downcast eyes betray your lack of confidence
And while to me you could be nothing but heaven sent
The rose colored glasses you once wore have dimmed down into grey
The question creases across your face as you wonder
"Will I be okay?"
There is nothing more that I would want than for that to be the case
The world will fall apart if it was to lose your beauty
Like grains of sand when the tide comes in
I would disintegrate and wash with the refuse out to sea
Please help me help you be happy before
We both simply cease to be
Timothy Kenda
Written by
Timothy Kenda  Worcester
(Worcester)   
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