If i could sing,
I'd exhaust my lungs
To sing you a song that would heal
All the wounds left by that someone
Who didn't know what they had until it was gone
I'd do all i could to repair your fragile heart, bruised and battered by the cold winds of life
I'd strum a melody that brought your mind back together into a place only consisting of peace
Where happiness and wonders never ceased.
Because a song of healing, is something that we all need to hear.
Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 11:18 PM UTC
If i could sing,
I'd exhaust my lungs
To sing you a song that would heal
All the wounds left by that someone
Who didn't know what they had until it was gone
I'd do all i could to repair your fragile heart, bruised and battered by the cold winds of life
I'd strum a melody that brought your mind back together into a place only consisting of peace
Where happiness and wonders never ceased.
Because a song of healing, is something that we all need to hear.
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