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Apr 2015
today, the first time i've cried over you,
wasnt nearly what i expected -
burning, heavy tears falling like a hurricane.
instead they ran slowly, almost reluctant to fall.
delicately dripping down they came.
frustration welled up, along with my tears -
pitiful sobs held nothing of my desire,
only increasing my burden of weakness,
power stripped away when i surrendered it to you
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