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May 2013
My body grows weak from carrying this burden,
At first, a drop of water,
Now a cup of water,
  I try to hold it,
  My arms are tired,
  My burden is leaking,
I keep holding it,
I grow frail,
I need to let it go,
I can’t,
  So now I drown,
  In my own burden,

Please save me,
Hold my burden,
If only for the moment of one breath,
Hold my burden.
Written by
kimberli
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   Hayley LaTour
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