Delicate Fears

August 14, 2008
When I looked unto his eyes
I stared into the future tears.
fate will kill until he cries.
fills our hearts with delicate fears,
regret rises until he dies,
until he is old in many years
this covers my hearts empathy
sorrow, hate, and sympathy.
learn from anger,
live by day,
suffer the joy,
it will all go away.

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