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Mar 2015
when I weep
for times gone by
don't touch me
for I cry a lie

when I laugh
in the face of pain
don't touch me
try to remain sane

when I smile
not reflected in my eye
don't touch me
I will singe your sigh

when I fold
curled into a ball
don't touch me
you will also fall

when I'm down
hurt and despised
don't touch me
for your comfort
brings you naught
but more tears
to my eyes
a touch can bring comfort,
or hurt... sometimes more hurt to those that are trying to comfort...
Helen
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