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Nov 2010
You can't stitch pieces of broken glass together.
No matter what you do, your wounds will remain forever.
Everyday people come and go.
But i know your heart was torn many years ago.

Rain is coming down from heaven like solid embers.
And i see you cry with every pore on your skin as your heart turns into tatters.
The tide is coming in...
Let me kiss your tears away and ease your pain.

I know the world has turned its back on you.
But i will cast you gently into my oasis.
Where my heart is all you have.
Where heaven is only a prayer away.

And i will linger for years...
Until your tears run dry...
Until your heart stops bleeding...
Until your tide is low
Written by
Eoghan Byrne
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