Quote:
Originally Posted by dameonboy
I see you
broken and
bleeding
A goddess of heart
and acceptance,
arms stretched wide
upon that cross
Taunted by the
stones and thorns of
your life's work
Yet you... still love
I see you
persecuted by
history and lies that
hold him hostage
That petite idol
that shines
from his neck to
mock you
No sentiment to
the fiber of tolerance
you created
Yet you... still love
I see you
A mother, a writer,
a goddamn warrior
for hearts
That bruise and
ache and scream for
a reverend of a different sort
To claw their way
out of this position at
the altar
Yet you...still love
I see you
A spiritual tool,
with a fervent
ramble
Crimson tides seeping from
your eyes that to me?
Are open wider than his
corruption of a busted faith
Yet you..
Still
Fucking
Love
(this was written for someone who touched me very much)
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