Soft Spot

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Standing hundreds of feet above a swollen River-
 as the skies cry, so do I.
 but I don't let it show
 because only I know, somehow deep inside my soul-
 there is peace

whether I live or die
 I've never lived a lie
 full and true all the way through.
Acted apon life like it could have been lost in that moment.

 I have seen the sky flush with excitement-
 but have also felt its sorrow-
as it falls upon me,
 drenching me from my head down,
 soaking the mud under my feet,

looking down I see the mossy rocks below me..
 they look like an inviting home-
 somewhere  my heart won't hurt anymore..
 cuz It can't feel pain if it's not beating  right?

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