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It squeezes your heart
Until your mouth goes dry
And your hands quiver
In futile anticipation.
This longing so strong
For a lost season
Of laughter and caresses,
Tears, bitter and true.
Sadness is a burden
That weighs down your heart
Until your shoulders droop
And your smile is but a shadow.
Guilt is a dagger
That stabs into the depths of your soul.
Repentance, you seek.
Denial comes quick and sure.
Watching, waiting,
Stalking with your thoughts,
You create a new world
Of the shards of broken dreams.
