Heavy Heart
My heart is full, a heavy touch
From grief the dark closes in
A weary brain, tired and grim.
To a quiet place, I retreat.
I travel far, on weary feet.
Dark closes in, takes me away
To a place I would much rather stay.
Feelings of despair, Take me I pray.
Storm clouds close in, wind begins to blow.
Shelter beneath a sturdy tree,
I wish you were here with me.
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