Kiss Away My Tears

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Once they started
I could not stop the tears
It was as if a damn had broken
Releasing all I'd buried over the years

My face is wet
My throat is tight
My breasts heave
The tears blur my sight

The flood gates have opened
I'm releasing it all
There is no stopping it
My tears freely fall

All that I am is yours
In your hands I am clay
I cry for you
You are so far away

The tears keep falling
The past will not let go
I'm sobbing uncontrollably
The pain, the fears, the tears flow

I cry for you
I cry for me
I cry for my pain
I cry to be free

You pull me close
You hold me near
You comfort me
You whisper in my ear

You become my strength
You cradle me in your arms
You are my security
As you pull me in from harm

"Let out the evil."
You whisper to me
"Absorb the good."
You comfort me

Your words heal me
You feed my soul
"You have the power."
"You can make yourself whole."

"I can help."
"But it is up to you."
You help me
You know that you do

You help to cleanse me
The poison is released
You wash away the pain
The good inside if me is unleashed

You lick away my tears
You drink them away
You kiss each tear as it falls
You feast from my tear buffet

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