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| Pieces © Copyright George Papavgeris, October 2006 There's little in my daily life to faze me; Whatever fate can throw my way, I take it in my stride; No sadness that can break me, no happiness can daze me, No depth I can't climb out of, no swell I cannot ride. And yet, without you I go to pieces. To see you hurt, my heart I think will burst. I'm hooked and my dependency increases So when it's time to go, let me be first. Your tower of strength you've always called me And all these years through thick and thin on me you could depend; Perhaps I'm growing weaker, for I need you now to hold me And promise me that you'll be there until the very end. For I fear without you I'll go to pieces Because you see, when all is said and done You've seeped into my pores and all my creases. I lived as two and cannot live as one. But how to admit to you my weakness? To tell the truth, I fear that I might scare you if I do. For when I've known perfection, and I've beheld uniqueness How can I risk you knowing that my only strength was you? So I cannot let you see me go to pieces; My panic from your eyes I'll keep submersed And pray hard, before my courage ceases, That when it's time to go, I will be first. |
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