She found comfort in the skies,
The stars singing her to sleep;
Hearing the truth in his lies,
Swearing promises he couldn't keep.
She loved his damaged soul,
All the cracks and the tears;
Nobody wanted to fix him,
But for him she would care.
She found comfort in his touch,
Holding her so tight;
She found peace in his mind,
And they would sleep good night.
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for the both of us
PoesíaI loved him with all my heart, Even if he didn't care; I'll love him with all my heart, This, to myself, I swear.
