Thursday, June 15, 2006
 | To see you down, I'll pick you up, And dust away, All your tears; I can hold you, So long as you need, All of me; It hurts myself, Through all your pain, To wait along, For your heart, To swallow through, These troubles, Gone away; And this patience, Holding down my tears, Seems to never release, With your eyes, Always saddened. |
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