Sadness

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I see the tears, they mark your face.

You wipe them away, so they don't leave a trace.

I want to hold you, take away your sadness.

Be a hero and care for you throughout this madness.

I can hear your sobs through the door.

I crumple onto the floor.

I wish I could heal you,

but I hurt too.

I would take away your pain if I could.

Even if I already bear more than I should.

I would wipe all your tears away and pray to God for a new day.

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