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Sometimes it takes a little help to break down the barriers we carry. |
Convincing myself there is comfort in the cold. Lonely limbs still longingly reach out for more Empty, but not gone, existing in a barren environment, The breath I breathe brings no warmth, but frigid and icy. One small and gentle whispers a song of better days, reminding of strength long blocked out. Caring enough to break the cold exterior of my shell, seeking shelter through my weakness and majestic moments. My friend, I hear your harmony; love melts my resolve Wrap yourself in my protection, stay near to share my time. A song created in unison brightening the dreary days. Listen to the melody, carried by whistling wind, of dissolution of walls. |