You were tired and weary, your eyes heavy. I’d have given anything to be able to just pick you up and carry you home. I’d have run the whole way. But I couldn’t. Thursday, September 13, 2007
The Burning
You were tired and weary, your eyes heavy. I’d have given anything to be able to just pick you up and carry you home. I’d have run the whole way. But I couldn’t. 
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thanks.
Don't come!
For once let me return by myself
No matter how heavy my eyes are I'll keep them open and find my way. The sun is up now.
Then one day when YOU need me I'll be able to carry YOU home.
I appreciate you. Let me show you..
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