Her strokes , her scars
he healed with time
her storms , her songs
he handled with care..
her screams , her stories
He listened with love
her tears and trails
He fulfilled the same
her words from her worsts
he soulfully worships
From her lies to love
with the cracks her heart holds
he created an art
A sight to behold..
A Deluge she was ruining her own world
He became her salvation on this earth
She was an ailing wreck asking to be spared
And He the only cure to her disease...
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A Tale To The Understood
PoetryLife was it or Love.... Hate was it or Interest..... A Tale of Time.... On A Journey Of A Drop To The Ocean With A Space Unknown
