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Apr 2013
You are terrifying and beautiful all at once
A solemn look on your face
The face of the most perfect sculpture
An angel of the highest grace

And as you open your mouth to speak to me,
You pause, you hesitate,
You catch your breath before it leaves,
On a great escape

Instead you carry on staring,
Your eyes exploring mine,
As we stood there in silence
Wondering what you’d find

And you looked deep into my soul
And heard my cries of sorrow
You ripped the pulse out from my heart
You took away my tomorrow

You brushed off all the specks of dirt,
You fixed the imperfections,
Then you put my pulse right back,
You were my resurrection

But I am not as perfect as Him,
Nor you or anyone else,
Yet you helped me find my way back home,
To discover my own true self

And then you left me,
Graceful angel,
And you didn't say goodbye
Instead you walked into the distance
Singing a mournful lullaby.
Tommy
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Tommy  22/F/UK
(22/F/UK)   
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   Sydney Victoria
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