Safety


Safety

Crowded mind
Thoughts to tame
Exhausted you are
Enemy to your thoughts
I. Want. To.understand.
The pain
Not mine
Your heart
Captured mine
I feel you
In every way
Crowded mind
Make room
For
Gentle
Hands
Yours to hold
Mine to
Behold.

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