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Weeping Willow

A Willow wept where I lay you now
Protected beneath the branches, it's more than I could give
Broken hearted physically, emotionally
Both left unable to breathe
Tiny hand in mine, but not in a way I had imagined
Gone before I knew your face, still you were mine
I didn't want to let you go, it shouldn't be this way
If all were right, if still a fight
I would change everything

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©30 January 2013 - 2:47am — BrokenWillow
31 January 2013 - 5:05pm — 9inety
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my take

I've been there too

http://www.postpoems.org/authors/9inety/poem/324941

Peace

Dylan

"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot

31 January 2013 - 5:54pm — BrokenWillow
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But,..

You said it so much more eloquently.

You write beautifully.  :.) 

thank you for sharing with me.