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Ballad of Beauregard.
I hold your exposed agony dripping
In my hands…
Wishing I could only understand.
To live your pain in my place.
To take everything all away,
Give you the gift of
A beautiful, new day.
I love you so much.
It really makes me sick.
I love you so much.
For surviving me,
Through everything,
All of this…
Through your tired, ocean deep eyes
I can honestly see no disguise.
I see your heart,
I hold it,
Openly beating,
Clasped tightly between my hands.
I’m in this for the longest haul,
Together, what ever road we take.
As long as you’re there with me,
There will be no mistake.
thanks for dedicating this poem for me as you mentioned in email... love this one in true way and I feel you respect the love as i do for the pecae... its really well done and love from your innocent heart is appearing... I feel it deepest way...thanks my best friend...