If brave heart you could see yourself through my eyes
you would heat crimson eternally For in your eyes I see pain and suffering healed
a cracked cup wooden/clay mended upended an unending source of love poured forth
Of the divine I would speak not perhaps later in the bright future I know within you For from
youth until now this saggy baggy melting face falling warts wattles wrinkles whiskers gray I watched the best of youth fall away in decades grief unending until a Friend & Mentor healed much as you may or can be Touched me in friendship's accepted now prized trust and ended my infernal suffering I think us more family than friends who I would live or die for You are that important to me for soon I will pass &
You must find the courage to suffer and not die for the future is yours alone yet for you will I
watch over the wounds of your soul finally healed Pain a faint scar on your memory Pay
forward the free gift to others that they too may be well
The Legion of Pain become whole proud & glorious
120820 02:55 if you could see
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