You save everyone from the depths of their own darkness. You save them from drowning in their own ocean. No matter how many wounds it would take, no matter how dangerous it will be, you still save them. Yet have you ever asked yourself, who dares to save you?
Every written line in the plains of your sanctuary hides a painful truth. Every written word is pleading to be saved but hides its bloody wound in the façade of its own metaphor.
Unravel the folds of my words by those sinful lips of thee. Now it's your turn to save her—save her from drowning from the depths of her own oceans while the waves are still shallow.
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Fragmented
PoezieShe was once a whole A beautiful piece That once builds a home But now she's a broken masterpiece ----------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm still a working progress just like this book I hope you'll understand if I...
