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You are not of my realm,
I could never reach you,
The pure generous light you possess,
Stains my soul as it slowly seaps through,

Tremendous guilt rots my core,
The very air sustaining your life,
Is wasted in my lungs,
Is wasted on my life,

Endless inconceivable notions,
Haunt my diminishing soul,
Why share this life with me?
One who finds comfort in the sewers below,

A soft caressing warmth,
As you catch me as I fall,
A small cracked little wooden boy,
You dusted off and proudly stood up tall,

Extreme undeserving burdens,
Have become my silhouette,
Never lifting you for the world to see,
A peaceful existence in constant regret,

Questions of eroding time,
Never believing you will stay,
Sabotaging the very things I love,
Then pushing them all away,

If somehow I could attain you,
Just a fraction of the shroud,
My head would finally clear,
Rain stopping as you part the clouds,

Undoubtably greatful of her presence,
Holding my head above the incoming tide,
Never allowing me to sink,
By my side in this immence sea of life....