You cry my tears for me
And age my years for me,
Hold me close and
Assuage my fears for me.
Your words turn on the light
When dark spurns day into night,
And you hold my hand
While I learn to fight.
Your face reflects my smallest sorrow,
The flecks in your eyes, my deepest woe,
But a slight smile you let slip,
And into recovery my perplexed heart you throw.
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