I was too deaf
I couldn't hear you shout
Shouting for me to lend my shoulder
So you could lean on meI was too blind to see those tears
Rolling down your cheek
Rolling down your cheek
So that i could wipe them for youI was too mute to say
"you're doing great"
To say "you're the best"
To appreciate your existence.I was too paralyzed
To hold your hand
To give a tap on your shoulder
To hug you when you were
Going through a lotNow i can hear
I can see
I can speak
I can move, but its too late
You're not here anymore.Shout for me, i will run to you
Cry out for me, i will come to wipe your tears
Please come back, i have so much to say.
I will hold your hands, hug you tight and say
"you did great"
"you were always the best"Shout for me i will run to you
Cry out for me i will come to wipe your tears
Please come back i have so much to say
I will hold ya hands, hug you tight and say
"i am sorry. I am late"
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PoetryWhen we lose some close people, when some of our close people leave this world, we feel sorry for not spending more time with them, for not answering some questions, for not saying few thinngs when they were around. "We realize the worth of people...