Give me your scars
The deep ones
That touched the inner soul
Let me be an instrument
Of peace
Unburdened your heart
Into mine
I will carry the pain
I will bear the torment
Of your soul cries
For the rest of the journey
Is long
And I heard your bones
Crying
No more
No more©
Empty hands
Held a star
A wishing well of souls
One for each day
The antiquated moon
Shroud their love
In darkness©
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Cornered my love
Pressed it softly
Between the pages
Of your soul
Pull down the stars
Fill my eyes
With wonder
Make me yours©
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