What Am I
He still has my heart in his hands
He carefully lays it down where it lands
On the sands of the beach
Where he teasingly tries not to preach
About his love for me
But my love for him is like a tree
Growing more and more each day
Growing stronger with the sun's last ray
But then he might say
That he has to leave, he has to go
And he doesn't exactly know
When he will be back
But please don't let it rack my mind with furry
For in time it will only cause worry
For now we have parted
I have gone into the sea
He has darted onto the shore
Now we will close that unclosing door
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