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Poetry: Struggle

I see you hanging off the cliff
Your strength to hold is waning
Too many pounding waves - too many jagged edges
Your struggle is so obvious - the distance is too large

I would give all to grab you up
I would give all to give you strength
I would give all to stop despair
I would give all to always be there

You've been shattered way too often
You subsist from day to day
Your accomplishments you disregard
Your security an illusion

I am desperate to make you hang on
I am desperate to repay your support
I am desperate to help build your life
I am desperate to shine your light

Never will you accept pity
Your tongue is a two-edged sword
You acerbic wit dares me to help
Once earned - your loyalty is a given

As I leave from our short visit
The tears roll down my face
My failure shouts jeers at me
My heart screams I'm way too late

I cannot grab you up
I cannot give you strength
I cannot stop despair
It is not enough to just be there

The loss of hope has won
Your body just gave up
The dance is over - the sun has set
I will never be able to repay the debt

If I just could have grabbed you up
if i could just have grabbed you up........................

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