The Individualist

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The void persists a war
The mind and the heart bleed
A team in both breath and reason,
In destruction and fixation
Your pure soul deems undeserving

One smile breaks, yet the eyes give way
For the storm inside you remains
But you pick up the world and create
And create and create
There's beauty to give away

Yet you, so troubled a soul
Think this storm mirrors you insane
But I know what's within you is release
To be able to show that darkness is light
In no need of rescuing

And I love you
For every aspect of your being
For your compulsion to be special and unique
Because though you crave and feel death,
you can bring life into everything

So release
Take a breath and lean into me
There is no flaw in your soul,
nor a blemish in your mind
And no longer are you abandoned, but free

You are embraced for your binding vines
Tended for your growing weeds
Mended for the broken stems
And valued for your bended trees
You define valiance in every scene

And I love you
So let me

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