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Nov 2019
To see, is to inspire.
To touch, is to feel.
To understand, is to listen.
To be, is to act...

I lay here. Thinking.
I know what I am.
What I can do.
Not about my limitations though.

For I am sill man.
I am flawed.
I can be monstrous.
I can hurt.

Let me replace your insecurities with compliments.
Feed your romance with candles and poems.
Let me give you that thrill of being alive.
Let me remind you what it means to live and breath.

Let me not just cover you from the demons,
But give you the tools to fight them.
Allow me to sweep you off your feet on your darkest days.
Allow me to smile with you on the brightest of days.

My will to fight will never die, this is me.
My morale may be broken but my spirit remains.
I am who I am because of what I am.
I do what I do, because I know who you are.
Winter Sparrow
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Winter Sparrow  22/M/Malta
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