Gift from Life

I am sorry for your lonely
You can use me anytime
My silence, my blindness

I am sorry your left side bed is empty
Sorry that you know
I had you, your image
Before went to slumber

My heart is a feather
I feel too light to weight
I feel too tender to hurt
Hole in my heart
Thorn under my nail

I feel too high to live

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