Not Allowed

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Loving Tributes

I would wipe every tear

From your tired eyes

If only I knew how.



I hate to see you

Struggling to inhale

With lungs constricted

And breaths uneasy.



Your pale skin hangs

Over veins that bleed

In azure hues.



I would give you love

If only you let me.

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