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with tear-stained cheeks
i'd fight the urge to ask
how's life treating you
for a while?

with laughter lodged in my throat
i'd pack away jokes on my boat
to sail across oceans far away
because there aren't any places it can stay

with hollow smiles
i'll stack the longing on a tall pile
wondering if across all the countless miles
you can feel a caress of it just for a while

with curved grins
i would wonder how many times
do i have to sin
lie that i am not feeling pain
for someone i used to always gain

with a clenched a jaw
i'd think of how long will it take
for my heart to thaw
the coldness it received
from a person warmth was all i needed

with a choked breath
i'll utter the words of 'i'm fine'
even though the opposite
is such a noticeable sign

with renewed faith
i'd ask God how long will i wait
for time to let me heal
the wounds that open to have a worthy seal

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