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I sit beside you A thousand miles away, Holding your hand in my heart. I can see your eyes That can only look back To where the sun was hot And your childhood stretched Beyond peace. Until dreams undid you. Your heart wasn’t big enough For the monstrous three time loss. But  the fourth broke you And Hope eloped with Happiness. Living became coping And you, ever grateful for a nod. In your prison you did your best, But broken tools don’t always mend You were wrong, it turns out - Love isn’t always the answer.
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Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 4:51 AM UTC
Hope eloped
I sit beside you A thousand miles away, Holding your hand in my heart. I can see your eyes That can only look back To where the sun was hot And your childhood stretched Beyond peace. Until dreams undid you. Your heart wasn’t big enough For the monstrous three time loss. But  the fourth broke you And Hope eloped with Happiness. Living became coping And you, ever grateful for a nod. In your prison you did your best, But broken tools don’t always mend You were wrong, it turns out - Love isn’t always the answer.
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Feb 21, 2021
Feb 21, 2021 at 4:51 AM UTC
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