Crying

Crying sobs of lonely tears.
Gnawing, gnawing, at my heart.
Lovely dear, to hold you near.
Feel your warmth against my soul.
The fabric of your being.
She is blind to the love.
Cringing, cringing, at the pain.
Falling, falling, but no in vain.

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