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Always beautiful, to me,
the sunrise holds no more power
than your smile does over me.
Fragile, like glass,
I'm still useless
helpless
and watching from afar-
an unhelpful little malady
plaguing a broken, fragile heart.
You're always beautiful to me
and it pains me
to see you cry;
I'll be standing here,
at the side,
waiting for my love-
a lonely child with a lonely heart,
dreaming of a life
without heartbreak.
Copyright © Joseph Yang | Year Posted 2014
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