A glass of wine for all the miserable and broken men who loved you thinking you could be their sunshine in this world full of rain.
Oh honey, little do they know you have never been anything less than a hurricane.
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Here's to you, love,
Here's to hoping that your heart
is not another place where stars die
and scars liveHere's to hoping that your body
is not another empty shell
where souls go to grieveHere's to hoping your mind
is not so full of thoughts and memories
but is too sad to have anything to giveHere's to hoping your soul
has not forsaken its sanity and faith
and refuse to believeHere's to your sadness and emptiness
that itches underneath
be my guest tonight, I won't leave
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the unease and the comfort that the deepest of human emotions have are always so beautiful. May you find solace in yours. - xrxs, 24/7/2020