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Apr 2010
You look at me with
Cold hard eyes
I am pulled under by your pain
I want so much
To reach out to you
And keep you from drowning
In your own rain

Such high walls you have
Placed around you
To defend your hurting soul
You push and shove
And demand your way
Yet I know your hearts not cold

Please don't cry inside
As I cry with you
Don't hurt so much
I can feel it too

For just this once
Trust again
And let your walls come down
Your scars I cannot help you to erase
But with me
Your safe and sound
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
Neva Flores Varga Smith
Written by
Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
(53/F/Rochester NY)   
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