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When you cried i tried to comfort you my best.I am captured in your resignated light left scared without your hand.There isn't enough time to heal these wounds i tried so hard to keep you to myself i held you for so many years.By the fireplace the shadows glimmer of your image of me holding you tell me it was to be and was for me.Don't tell me that was the last touch and last kiss. This can't be the last time this pain is so real.