I can give you all that I am
This silver platter I hold is not for anyone else
But I won't wait till you give me the same
That will only bring me shame...
Shame you will never see
Or believe is me
Even though I'm the only one
Who will carry it around
Every place,
Every home,
Everywhere now.
Unseen, unfelt, unknown.
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For the Love of Tulips and Stars
PoetryWe all feel the loss of something that is a close part of ourselves.
