The Son of My Sorrows

I see You,

in bad times,

and in good times.

When you are hiding,

denying,

lying.

Running away from the Truth.

And, still, my crystal-clear,

but lonely Eye

looks towards You,

with great compassion.

It still perceives You

as a demigod,

lover,

son.

The son of my Sorrows,

I hope these burning-tears will wash you

of all sleepy-mists.

-Will, You, one day,

eye-me-back?

-One day, you will…

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