Let Me

๐Ÿฆ‡เพ€เฝฒโ„‹๐“ช๐”‚๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ ๐Ÿฆ‡เพ€เฝฒ

let me write you something,

let me mail it to you.

let me see your face as the last lines

meet your eyes.

 

let me take away your oppression,

let me be perfect for you,

let me cast out trivial things

and stay for ever.

 

let me bring flowers to you,

let me lay them upon the stone,

let me cry over your body,

what is left anyway.

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