She cuts
The blade cuts deep
Crimson liquid flows
My tears drop slowly

I cry out
A cry of anguish
My hear tears
As she cuts

A puddle forms
Bright red
Another puddle forms
My tears at my feet

I reach out
I touch her
I embrace her
I hold her tight

I will comfort her
Hold her in my arms
Whisper sweet things
Wipe away her tears

Bring her to faraway lands
Visit Athens and India
Hug her and love her
Give her hope and life

For she is my all
She holds my heart
I care for her
And her for me

I must bring hope
Must bring love
Must bring joy
Into her fragile heart

For she is my inspiration
She is my dear girl
Though oceans apart
My love shall not fail
For I care for her
My close friend, Ashley…
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