Through the mist,
the cloud that surrounds you
a vision appears.
A girl, plain and kind is there.
You see her in your dreams
dancing,
and caring for the wounds the tigers have given you
She has healed your pain
when you saw none.
She stands before you now
in your hour of need.
She calls out your name and motions to you
come to her
This is the one time she needs you.
When the world wrongs you
and you say
you don't need her.
The sorrow she feels is devestating.
And finally when she comes to you
take her in your arms
and kiss her for the first and last time.
She is being called away
to live without you.
A need arises to go somewhere
and let the memories die.
She knows you'll be safe
and she leaves in peace
knowing she has done everything she can for you
Athough she tries
those memories won't die
and neither will her love for you.
Reason for writing:
Love gives even when the reciever can not recieve.
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