Delectable Dee

For every smile
lost and forgotten,
for every tear
that's ran down your face,
for every hope aimed at
that shining crystal dream
and has fallen hard,
bruising your soul,
wounding your heart,
maiming your spirit,
I have bled along with you.
I have kissed your wounds
and have washed your scars with my tears.
I have wounded myself
from catching your peices
falling again and again
they do - you know
- though you won't see me
but I did - I do.


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