Hear me think - Don't hear me shout
Let me be; don't let me out
Of sight, or mind - or it all.
Close your eyes and catch my breath.
Feel the tears yet to be wept
inside, in sight, of me.
And don't forget the love that passed
Should we part - or even last
days, years, now...
Just be sure you've done me right
and never sleep on a heavy heart
cause eventually, I'll be gone
Luciana Mano
december/2010
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