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Oct 2014
Caress me, but careful
Do not touch my face
For I wish you would not feel my tears

Expose me, but gently
So I will not flee
For I so often run from my fears

Implore me, be patient,
I struggle to speak
For I choke on my bitter, long years

Desert me, but later
Let me hold you now
For I melt when your words touch my ears.
Sarah
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