Thursday, October 2, 2008

Blinded

I turn the music up so loud,
Until it hurts my ears,
I’m not sure how this helps,
For I still shred my tears.

Do not worry,
Lovesickness has no cure,
Except for when,
I am near.

Fragile person,
Do not fear,
I will protect you,
To me you are dear.

We will meet again,
Maybe at the pier,
When will we meet?
Maybe next year?

I miss you so,
Keep your eyes clear,
For I am just,
Standing right here.

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