Observation

I wish my arms could erase the pain that you feel
Or all the things in life which you wished you didn't have to deal
The many times that you just wanted it all to stop
That it was into my chest you fell the many times you dropped
But I don’t want to unearth the pain or the shame
Cause when you died inside, love i did the same
Sleeves of your shirts hold a thousand fold tears
A heart that has left a body dormant over the years
All i have to offer to you are grass blades and autumn leaves
And the thought of knowing that I’ll never leave
My presence is not negative and I do intend to hurt
You are my little song bird and I’ll protect as you remain perched



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