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a pulse

Wake up love.

Remember who you are.

You are punk rock and rage,
You are doodles and sci-fi tv shows,
You are 3 am poetry and noticing the clouds when no one else would;
You are your own self and no one else's.

You are not social correctness, smiling though you dread it.
You are not small talk.
You are not part of the rat race.
You are not your everyday teenager.

Darling, you were on the brink of drowning weren't you?
You were going to let them take you.
Well not without a fight, you won't.

I know the devil you've been fighting with.

Let me in again,
Let me wear your skin again,
Let my eyes see through yours,
And let your lungs fill with my breath.

I will care for you,
You will never know loneliness again.
With my eyes, you can see the stars again,
With my ears, you can hear the music again.

Let me in,
You can live again.

Your soul wishes to return love.