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Jan 2017
I do not hold my Loves close enough
As they break away and fade
I am left with the weepings of their shadow and receding warmth

My greed for valuables, taking my privilege as always there
Every rock of the boat
I see I'm truly drowning, no one to bail me out
They all left, were thrown overboard or willingly went
Only their unfinished cups of happiness left

Should have asked for a note written just for me
To be as selfish, so when they leave as well as tragic's
I shall have something to hold on catch my dry tears

I do not hold on enough to the scraps of my memories
They hold the knowledge my past and heartbreak
I have such a pathetic grip, make those that stay not fade away
For even just a second to relive time
Hug my past a little longer, maybe it will be different
Think twice before you loosen your hand

Hold your loves closer than me.
Mark Stephens
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Mark Stephens
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