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Nov 2014
As I cry these mental tears
I realize
what I miss the most
Is the warmth
And your eyes
Those beautiful eyes                                                                
And most of all
The way
I  could feel your heart
                                              your precious life so close to mine                  
I was so touched
That you would open up
And let me in
And I feel so bad
That I tore your heart up
Instead of protecting it

And  now the tears come
In my head
Sydney Ann
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Sydney Ann  In between worlds
(In between worlds)   
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