Getting over it

weak for the sight of you
my heart just aches with tears
whatever I may do
all surely sense my fears

such sorrow knows no friend
but slowly hours will pass
’til day comes to an end
and I’m alone at last

to read some book at length
to search for what I need
to cheer and give me strength
so I no longer bleed

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