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For so long, I was alone A mere ghost of myself I almost forgot what it felt like Having a healthy support system No more a vine of roses To catch you when you stumble Blood dripping down your hands From the thorns you didn't see Instead a soft caress of feathers A downy cushion to my delicate surrender, When I'm down on my knees, Shattered by injustice, And I can't get up. There you are, Reaching out your hand Pulling me up to stand Beside you Teaching me it's safe to trust you With soft hands That have a cashmere touch No more a mere ghost Spirit grounded by serenity Aura blooming with enthusiasm for life Come experience me, baby.
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Feb 22, 2020
Feb 22, 2020 at 12:02 PM UTC
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For so long, I was alone A mere ghost of myself I almost forgot what it felt like Having a healthy support system No more a vine of roses To catch you when you stumble Blood dripping down your hands From the thorns you didn't see Instead a soft caress of feathers A downy cushion to my delicate surrender, When I'm down on my knees, Shattered by injustice, And I can't get up. There you are, Reaching out your hand Pulling me up to stand Beside you Teaching me it's safe to trust you With soft hands That have a cashmere touch No more a mere ghost Spirit grounded by serenity Aura blooming with enthusiasm for life Come experience me, baby.
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KDupasquier
Feb 22, 2020
Feb 22, 2020 at 12:02 PM UTC
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