Broken Greatness
Burnt the hide yet the soul remains gaze into eyes reveal heart stains what is seen are scars of pain the chill you feel her hateful rain nerves are shot to juggling sane still such kindness controls the brain love is whispered with every word my cares are shown and not just heard
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