I'm seeing it for the first time;
Your soul exposed,
In the form of black ink on paper.
Is this really who you are?
What you feel?
How you think?
Never met anyone like this,
So warped in their beliefs,
So blind to the truth,
So damaged.
Maybe,
If you'll let me,
I can help you out.
Free you from the chains
Of insecurity,
Because never will you meet another
Who loves you more than me.
Author notes
Just some random thoughts... Certainly not the best I've ever written... This is a sort of gift... It's dedicated to my "Candy Cane"... You know who you are... Stop with the insecurity. It makes me sad.
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Comments
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Nice job. You have indeed composed a sincere expression of love. The person you dedicated this too should be honored.
Mike
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How beautiful. I love it.
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