This was written Sept 17th 2012....
Why do we risk our lives for those who move hastily to take away even their own?
Why dost the sun set on the days we cherish most?
Why do I watch, stern faced as you stare at me...
Pain searing from your eyes, teeth clenched unable to pry?
You allow yet a whimper whilst streams shine from cheek to chin..
You beg for help, any emotional support at all from within.
Though at a whisper thine hands brush lightly though your hair
No, not pain nor agony... no words at all could conjure up the thought of how...
It feels as...
Your hear breaks slowly next to mine.
Why do we risk our lives for those who move hastily to take away even their own?
Why dost the sun set on the days we cherish most?
Why do I watch, stern faced as you stare at me...
Pain searing from your eyes, teeth clenched unable to pry?
You allow yet a whimper whilst streams shine from cheek to chin..
You beg for help, any emotional support at all from within.
Though at a whisper thine hands brush lightly though your hair
No, not pain nor agony... no words at all could conjure up the thought of how...
It feels as...
Your hear breaks slowly next to mine.
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