Lay your burdens on my shoulder
Nestle into the crook of my arm
Your barely lithe soul and grieve
Then rest
While my heart sustains
The weight of your suffering
For time will ease your anguish
Letting the joys of living
Once again be known
COMPASSION
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Thursday, September 3, 2009
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