Healing Words
All the words between the pages claiming my humble heart, meek mind, tattered soul. My heart, I think, is soon to be influenced by swift words, crafted lines, touching stories. All the words I can not say, written here for me to keep. All my hopes and dreams float on, those words which make me weep. My mind, it races, Struggling to see past the true chaos, heartless people, misjudged moments. My soul, it breathes, wishing and longing. Calling those happy endings and perfect moments lost. Never stop loving, though they do me wrong. Never stop dreaming, because I hear a song. Exhaust my words, in my head. and nurse my soul back to health.
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