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  Allison's Poem 
 by Paging Dr House  

 Your eyes are shut You think of him Wounds, they cut Chances, slim

Your heart, it pounds Hands, they shake Love knows no bounds A chance you
take

A pain intense Tears, they fall It makes no sense It's now his call

You love each other Yet, he's afraid Shadows of a past lover Cuts like a
blade

You want to help To ease his pain Your cards are dealt You try in vain

The choice is there He needs to know Your heart lay bare It's time he let
go

You love a man Inside he's broken Do what you can It's time you spoken

  
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