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Its 4:30 a.m.
I awake. Its 4:35
I hit the snooze button. Its 4:45 a.m.
I calm our crying son. Its 4:50 a.m.
I cook breakfast. Its 5 a.m.
I go to work. Its 5:25 a.m.
I care for patients. Its 6 a.m.
My patients are long gone
I have cried out so many tears for you
For all these tears
There comes a price
I've done everything to
Show you that I will
Keep holding on, but you
Where the pavement ends is where I’ll be,
Waiting for words I long to read.
These tears you see are just rain,
Streams that fill empty drains.
The years have gone by a little faster as they pass,
