‘for the taking ‘ By Erin Bianchi

if I could I would
take your world and make it mine
love like yours
hard to find
I miss you everyday
Think of you often
can you see me past the four walls of your
coffin?
Do I make you proud
I’m trying my hardest
Will I ever be able to take off this harness
will I ever get my wings
To be able to fly free?
when the time comes will you be flying beside
me?
When I think of you I weep
Can you see the tears when they fall
are you there to catch them
is anyone at all?
I wish you were here
Longing for your embrace
sometimes I think I see you
though you never leave a trace

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