Held

You were the first ever
To hold me through the night
You were the first ever
To make me want to be held
Longer than one night
I tried so hard not to fall
But I'm falling
And I'm breaking
Like crystal dropped on concrete
And I know it will be you
Who picks up the pieces
Who puts me back together
Who holds me while I heal
Like wounded dove
I will be held.

November 15, 2005

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