Monday, May 9, 2016

YOU SEE THE DARK CIRCLES UNDER YOUR EYES, I SEE THE KINDNESS BEHIND THEM; A SOVEREIGNTY.  

YOU FEEL LIKE YOUR NOT GOOD ENOUGH. I'M HELD CAPTIVE; YOU AMAZE ME
IF ONLY YOU COULD SEE WHAT I SEE.

 IF YOU WERE A SONG, MY FINGERTIPS WOULD NEVER LEAVE THE IVORY.

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