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Jun 2015
No matter my smile or good cheer
The light cannot penetrate the depths of your long night of tears
It is not for me to exist in the darkness
But instead to bring you to the surface
From winter’s freezing
To spring’s thawing
Words you’ve heard before
Pretty and nothing more
But the depths where you learned to hold your breath
Are where poets and painters drown in a lonely death
Where hearts break into singular pieces like an arpeggio
The alternating silence of humility and the pain inside your ego
Let my whispers carry the weight of  the ocean you created
The rivers that flow from inside you have left your heart naked
But what I might not understand about why
I can trouble your sorrows long enough for you to see the sky
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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   ---, NV and Isabella Pullivan
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