Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

September 27, 2013

My Love

by Willow
heart of ice
eyes of steel
body of metal
that no one can heal
you've been hurt too long
you've had to make the sacrifice
when i touch you 
i can feel the ice melt
and your eyes soften
i can hear your heart go on pumpin'
no longer alone
like you thought you were
i’m here for you, in this strange war
i’ll help you up, when you fall
i’ll kill all the demons that climb the wall
i won’t let them hurt you anymore
that's why i'm leaving at your door
i don’t want you to hurt this time
so this is when i close my eyes
and make you see what i came for

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