I wish I can bawl my eyes out
if that’s any use to you
alas these tears do not flow, for
they can’t flush away your grief
I wish to have the perfect words
that can make everything proper
alas the more love I pronounce, mere
shrill sounds proceed to your ear
Oh how I wish to move this mountain
one you deem impossible to climb
alas it’s this obstacle, that can
mount evidence of your might
For now I’ll simply be with you
lend you my ears and my heart
Til that moment arises, when
you can love you like I do
— Winson Shuen
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