in the quiet shadows of my guarded heart,
they held on patiently despite my cold self,
through the silence, they remained near,
they waited knowing warmth would come,
in the garden of my soul with sentinel,
they seeded growth with gentle grace,
patiently tended the unseen blooms,
until friendship's petals began to adorn,
to those who endured my unwelcoming gaze
your presence now warms my souls domain,
your presence bathes my world in light,
for you, my heart holds a special view.
only few are chosen, fewer still remain 🤍
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my mind: arcana amidst pandemonium
Poetrya deep dive into the labyrinth of thoughts and emotions that weave through my mind. my thoughts oscillate between the depths of overthinking and the quiet void of nothingness ~
