Thu 07 Sep, 2017 16:39:15 EAT
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Only if I could hold you a little longer
As the stalk does till the fruit ripens
Then I suppose this bond would be stronger
Only if I could hold till your heart opens
Shattered glasses clenched in a fist
Was the price I paid for not letting go
Profusely my palm bled for it was bruised
What if I could hold you just a little more
Perhaps I'd mould the pieces so fine
To a state of the art piece of art
For healing, my palm I'd rub with wine
And examine how deep the glass cut
Only if I could hold you a little longer
The cuts would heal and the oozing would ease
But still the pleasantness of its finality
A reminder of my pain that will never cease
Scars an evidence of the reality
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