Wipe My Eyes

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

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I am not very good 
At a lot of things;

My heart is filled with sadness,
That tries so hard to fit,
But doesn't quite belong.

My days looked foggy and dreary.
But still, I saw glimpses of sun,
A reminder that the love I'd found,
Was nothing short of rare.

I saw you,
In every stranger's eyes,
mirrors, passing trains,
and even the skies.

You were,
You are,
And will always be,
The moon in my darkness.

All I thought and all I felt,
All that ached inside,
It was crystal clear.
You are my glimmer of hope -- a shores of melancholy.

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