Seized n captured by a run of ol familiar n unbelievable fate.
Held as if secrets could talk freely in arms never to release the pain.
Jus so the healin heart has a friend to wrap the struggle with joy.
As the purpose of luv doesn't havta fill what Is a torn void.
The battle isn't that of their own to fight for what is left.
Yet repaired by the right amount of emotional reason that helps.
Reshapin the feein beatin n severed from the cores worth.
As truth touches the sweet spot that speaks louder than words.
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